Each time Scott Morrison scandalises or shocks Australians with a new low in parliamentary, or Prime Ministerial standards, he is likely to completely blank any questions asked, or to make some sort of ‘take it or leave it’ rejoinder to the questioner, especially if the questioner is from the press. He seems not to understand that the press asks those questions on our behalf, and … Continue reading A Tour of a Pentecostal Church service.
In VFL/AFL football there is a time honoured tradition of the crowd being vocal during matches. Most of the watchers know the game, many have played the game, or aspired to do so. Many who watch, or listen, know the intricacies of the game, and how demanding and merciless it can be. Many consider it a game which requires extreme courage to play it, and … Continue reading Booing is for Babies.
I have a confession to make. I was an Essendon supporter until I was fourteen years old. My maternal grandfather captained Essendon to two premierships in the 1920s, so I was a ‘sworn’ Bomber. But then I went to the footy with my father, and I changed teams. Just like that! No-one does that in Melbourne. The game was the 1967 Grand Final, and Richmond … Continue reading Footy – A Richmond Tale