…Well, a few things. Straight up, I’ll be filing my final Sunday Life column this week. Almost 130 experiments in how to make life better…you’d
this week in Sunday Life I trust my search function “It’s like we’re programmed to make life hard for ourselves.” The woman in front at
This week I realise I’m a scanner. Which is to say, I realise my chaotic, excited way of being, and all the dreams I juggle,
This week I do things at the wrong time Photo by Lee Price I take disproportionate delight from eating non-breakfast food at breakfast. This morning
This week I’m cruddily creative Every now and then I use the auspice of this column to meet people I’ve always wanted to sit next
This week I’m (still) quitting sugar Again, a quick note for readers of this blog who’ve been following my “I quit sugar” posts, this might
This week I run in weird frog shoes I think it’s a particularly Australian thing to not want to appear too earnest when partaking in
This week I do an IQ test A gnawing feeling that we’re big, fat frauds is common to the human experience, I believe. Mostly we’re
This week I try self-binding Apparently, Victor Hugo wrote nude. Which is not a pretty visual. The writer also used to instruct his butler to
This week I quit sugar (part 1) * Dear reader, most of you have read my “I quit sugar” posts over the past few weeks