Adult Education

Asians and surfing didn't mix, I'd decided in year 12. But now I'm based in Sydney...

Asking about real estate is often code for, "How do you survive here?"

We can say, "Sorry, my house is a mess" – but can't apologise for stuff that matters.

For most of my life, no clothes have fit me. It'd help if I knew how to do my own alterations.

Anyone who breaks these laws should be barred from their smartphones and having hands in general.

It's not a moral virtue to dismiss something just because the masses enjoy it.

Writing can be the pits, but it all pales in comparison to the sheer brutality of writing a tribute to a loved one.

Any trip can be made infinitely better with the smallest hacks. Even in economy class.

It has taken me a while to come to terms with this, but I'm a shithouse dancer. Munted, actually.

Some days, my gym seems to be a reservoir for the most reprehensible human behaviour.

My dirty secret: I've got a massive crush on Australian democracy.

We’re told: don’t feed the trolls. Never respond; just ignore. However, I have a tendency to fight back in unfair situations.

Like a lot of my friends in the media and arts, I work on a "freelance" basis.