“If I can use the same word to describe my time on the toilet, and use the same word to describe the feelings I have for my wife, then that word has lost its meaning.”

Apocalypse Now needs the expanse of a large screen. It eats up every inch of cinema space. And I know I’m not the only one who loves “the smell of napalm in the morning”.

This day was different. I looked up and noticed a lady sitting in the seat opposite me. She was non-desript, small, blond hair whose colour came out of a bottle. From her choice of clothes, she may have been a manager; she probably had a lot of responsibility; a successful person who has known the feel of many rungs up the corporate ladder. And I was sure she was travelling to meet and surpass another rung.

Try this when you next get into a lift with one other person. As you get in, make sure you stand as close as possible to the other person.

What you’ll feel is extreme discomfit. The other person will definitely look at you in a strange way and actively search out the point of “most distance” from you.

This phenomenon is what I call the “Law of Spatial Proximity in Lifts”.

I sometimes wish I was like a Man Men Type. You know broody, all sad-eyed and shy, yet seen as quite a catch by the ladies. But deep down inside ...

Sydney Road Community School was an educational experiment that started in the 70s in the Melbourne Suburb of Brunswick. A Nice Place To Be was a documentary about the goals, the issues and the people who were the original players in this experiment.

“William Jamison the Third has a problem, Doctor and I don’t know how to explain it.” She stops and looks directly at the biscuit tin as if her finger was pointing out a culprit.
The Doctor follows her gaze and sees no evil, just bottles of wine and that distinctive smell that is driving him mad. He doesn’t know why but words just come out of his mouth: “Are you saying William Jamison the Third is allergic to roast chicken?”