Like many others, the early stages of Steph’s & my relationship had a soundtrack provided by John Mayer.
Author: Walter
Redeemed by Jesus, married to Steph, father of three beautiful girls. Friend, musician, nerd, appreciator of good food, coffee and the Oxford comma
Ten Albums – (#2)
After university, having expanded my musical tastes somewhat – I’ll probably go into that a bit more later – I stumbled across an album by a performer I’d mostly written off up until that point.
Ten Albums (#1)
When I started out at university, having moved with my family from country Victoria, I knew very few people, and had very limited musical appreciation outside of classical music or mid-90s pop on the one radio station (3TR). I was encouraged to meet up with some “nice people” from the Christian Union there, and dutifully… Continue reading Ten Albums (#1)
Ten Albums
Generally, I make a practice of ignoring Facebook challenges. I’m not entirely sure why – perhaps they remind me too much of the old-skool chain-emails doing the rounds in the late ’90s… “… FORWARD THIS TO 11 FRIENDS OR YOU WILL HAVE BAD LUCK AND NOBODY WILL BE ATTRACTED TO YOU FOR 11 YEARS!” But… Continue reading Ten Albums
Fun Tax Issues
The scene: driving home from kinder as the radio passes the hour. Newscaster: “…overcoming the tax issues that had been…” Little miss four: “Ooh! Can I have a pair?” Me: “A pair of what?” LM4: “Tax issues! I could run around in them and people would call out and I could take them where they… Continue reading Fun Tax Issues
Families
8yo: “Why are family tickets only for two adults and two children?” Mummy: “Because most families only have two adults and two children -” 4yo: “…and one dinosaur”
East Coast Is The Beast Coast
We’re on holidays again and you can follow along (if you like. Or not, totally up to you).
Beautiful
The scene: hospital interior; our 7yo is out of surgery and recovering post-anaesthetic. Dad: (to 7yo:) Look, isn’t mummy beautiful? 7yo: Nope! Mummy lowers book. Looks up at 7yo. Dad: Uhh… err… D- 7yo: She’s wearing a Cats jumper. Dad: Oh.
Rerouted
At work, I was feeling more and more sick, so I’m heading home from work early to avoid contaminating the office. Train at Flinder’s St is spontaneously rerouted from a city loop to a Richmond direct express to Box Hill service so I jump on just before it leaves. Train takes off and a lady… Continue reading Rerouted
Our world tour of Ireland
We’re on the other side of the world!