INTERROBANG

Musings on life, the universe and an elephant named Flobo

It has been a rather full on couple of weeks. Firstly, moving house which is thankfully pretty much complete. Should receive the new bedroom suite tomorrow and then after the joys of flat pack assembly are out-of-the-way, I can kick back and relax. The house really does feel like a holiday home. It really does …

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It has been a big day for Australia with the announcement that the same-sex marriage (SSM) votes have been counted and the majority has voted YES. Given the emphasis on marriage and weddings, I thought I should share some of my experiences. Some of you may know, that my fiance and I have been engaged …

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“Til Death do us part” sounds like a rather innocuous line of vows however personally, I think it should be removed entirely. Anyone who has truly been in love knows that death doesn’t really part anything. You still love the person. You just don’t inhabit the same plane of existence. Also, with divorce being permissible …

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“Life is what happens to you while you’re busy making other plans” sang John Lennon in his song Beautiful Boy.  Or, one of my favourite sayings, an adaptation of a line by Robert Burns, “The best laid plans of mice and men often go awry”. Two lines that have stuck with me since the first …

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A lot can be said for taking the ostrich approach and burying your head in the sand. Yes, I know that these birds don’t actually bury their heads, they are just turning eggs in the nest they have made in the ground however the saying is still apt. Somethings in life are better off out …

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Thursday afternoon, and the promise of the weekend is in the air. Thursday is the magical day when one can still be fully productive at work, yet feel the relaxation starting to creep in with that magical word whispered around the office, “Friday”. The atmosphere on the train today was rather relaxed. 80 percent of …

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I would have been around 10 when I first started to cut. I can remember it like it was yesterday (surprisingly clean and crisp image after 20 years). I sat in the bath feeling incredibly alone, quite a feat when in a house full of people and pulled apart a disposable razor that I had …

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