Day 2 of my Finish-My-Course-One-Café-At-A-Time Writing Tour, and I travelled up to the Paragon Café in the main street of Katoomba. The restaurant itself is one hundred years old, and the function rooms at the back were built in the 1920s and 30s. Cole Porter, George Gershwin and Glenn Miller played to me while I frowned over my studies, and the faces of so many Hollywood celebrities looked down at me from their frames on the wall – actual visitors, don’t you know! Continue reading
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Today’s Writing Prompt #143
I volunteered some time to help out at the Sydney Writer’s Fest this year. It may have been a completely mental thing to do – I’m still undecided. SWF always falls in one of the busier of my work weeks; it’s always been hard for me to get there. But this year it was also the week before I started my six weeks’ leave (!). Continue reading
the purist’s guide to T20 cricket
You’re right. No such thing exists. The purist doesn’t need a guide for watching T20 – they know already it’s not watchable. So. Was this a ploy to catch the unwary purist, and annoy him or her into reading this for the sole purpose of lucking into having them shout me down in as short a time as is freaking possible? Continue reading
the hughes muse... 