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A Suitaball Gift?
I generally like to give thoughtful gifts to loved ones. And this year, when I noticed my brothers girlfriend was quite talented in the kitchen, naturally I thought cookbook! Problem being, anyone...
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A ballsy purchase methinks
I’ve never seen kids in my neighbourhood. Until now. Suddenly, there are dogs that need to be walked, in groups of two or three, right past my house. There are a flurry of bikes and scooters, around...
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A fairly sizeaball stay
The fringe is almost here. Not my fringe, that arrived long ago. I’mma talkin’ bout The Adelaide Fringe Festival. For those of you who are unawares, the Fringe is an annual arts festival here. It...
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My Amiaball Visitors
They’ve arrived. They’re sleeping in my bed. They’re using my toilet. They get naked in my shower and they sit on my couch and watch my TV. They eat from my dishes and boil my kettle and use my...
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An Unbearaball Task
Sometimes, when you’re going through a breakup you do stupid shit. You can self medicate, lie in a heap on the floor, scrawl out wildly desperate love letters at 3am, lose hours just staring at your...
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An Ediball Feast
The Weekend Australian Magazine is a superb ritual. When the Saturday papers thonk on my porch I barely skim the broadsheet, instead unfurling the Magazine from the heart of the paper and lobbing on...
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The Incrediball Ediball
So there we are. The World’s Best Restaurant Critic, and me. Sitting across from each other, in dim lighting, with soft music playing. I pick my nose and wipe it on the tablecloth, just in case he...
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Some contact is just unallowaball.
Ok, let’s not panic now. Just ‘cos someone asked me to write something for them and they are going to PAY ME is no reason to panic. YES THAT’S RIGHT MOMMA’S HIT PAY DIRT. After just sixty one carefully...
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We need to talk.
Hi. It’s been ages, hey. I miss you, you know. Especially late at night. The way you feel, cool and hard, under my fingers. The way you make me laugh, the company you are when you glow softly at me...
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Hello there.
Small question that I’m pondering. Should I start up again? Right. Game on then.
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