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For those who were wondering: my presentation of "The Rainbird Murders, 1861" seemed to go well. The room was full, and they even had to bring in more chairs. No one coughed, or wriggled, or murmured, or muttered for the entire hour and a quarter. (I think having...

Next weekend I'll be presenting a session on the Rainbird murders, 1861, to whoever turns up as part of the Kapunda history month celebrations. I have no idea how many will be there but I figure there has to be at least one. After all, there's always a reasonable...

I've been a fatty most of my life. You name the diets, I've tried them: fasting (except for fluids) for a week every month, Israeli Army diet, Scarsdale diet, Atkins, Body Trim, Weight Watchers, LowCarbHighFat (a version of the Paleo thing) , Medifast (prescribed and...

I heard, yesterday, that someone I knew well, and who knew me quite intimately (she was one of the masseuses who help me try to keep my lymphoedemic arm under control, therefore she is one of the few people to have seen my naked, one-boob-only chest) died on Good...

It's Easter Saturday, here in the southern hemisphere. The strange, in-between day; the hiatus between Good Friday and Easter Sunday. I think Easter Saturday is a slice of reality. We can be so caught up in our own grief and pain, that it comes as a huge surprise that...

It's Saturday morning and all is quiet in the neighbourhood. The dingbat who thought it was smart to mow the lawn at the crack of dawn has finally put the machine away. The Old Boy is out buying us a new oven, after one too many disasters for dinner. I had to keep...