From the Newsroom, December
You can sense summer coming. The days stretch.
In Sydney, the air gets heavy, purple-blue jacaranda flowers get crushed into the footpath. School shoes stop fitting, mango stalls pop-up on the side of the road. The beach beacons.
We write anthems about summer that roll around in your head for months.
The spray coming off the ocean, Paul Kelly sings in Roll on summer, lyrics chased by wailing slide guitar (I’m listening as I write):
The big breakers rolling in
The smell of the suntan lotion
As we’re rubbing it all over our skin
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