I don’t do mornings. If I’m forced to do them, I don’t do them well. I find it particularly difficult in the cooler months of the year when it’s darker for longer. I just think that if the sun hasn’t bothered to get up yet, then why...

Yesterday, the Old Boy and I had a day by the water. We visited the place where we scattered my parents’ ashes, down at Port Adelaide. The spot has a panoramic view of the docks and the Port River. We had lunch at the Birkenhead Tavern, which faces the river....

It’s Easter: the time when people remember Jesus of Nazareth. He once asked his disciples, “Who do you say I am?” The Jews consider him a well-meaning man, who was even a good teacher, but in the end was a failed Messiah. If he was truly guilty of...