It wasn’t my fault.. Somehow, I killed the romance of Valentine’s day via my blog. Or so the nasty little email said. I first became aware of my ruining Valentine’s day before I received a request to take down my ‘letter’. It was in my blog stats… my blog was getting hundreds of hits to…
Thank you Robert for your lovely Poster! As you can see, I’ve managed to swing the Museum room at historical The Breakfast Creek hotel. The Breakfast Creek Hotel is mentioned in the Midnight Oil song ‘Dreamworld’, and has been a historical centrepoint of Brisbane for well over a century. Feel free to drop buy guys.…
Pardon my miss-use of ‘your’ below :- It may seem twee to be writing about my Valentine typewriter on Valentine’s day, but then again my disdain for my Valentine has been rather well documented. So it may surprise a few people that I revisited the Valentine, which hiding at the back of my collection,…
Hmmm… Redundant phrasing… eat you heart out. I think I need some caffeine. I mean really… who writes without a caffeine hit next to them? And the writer seems to have a few issues too…. Talk about questionable grammar. Anyway. See you soon.
We’re doing ITAM again? Well, why didn’t you say so! Here’s the machine that re-introduced me to the beauty of typewriters. Pardon the late night Monday fatigue grammar and rambling. And the odd side-step into bad poetry. You know… Every time I write on this machine, I’m surprised by how well it works!…
Here in Brisbane, we have been enjoying the fading end of ex tropical cyclone Oswald, which has been whipping up severe winds and dumping torrents of rain on us. Flood waters around Queensland are raising, and Brisbane is no exception. It isn’t as severe in Brisbane as it was in 2011, but things here have…
The ‘Remember your typewriter’ type-in It’s coming….. (Update, 10th of March)Rob Messenger, of Oz Typewriter fame is on his way to Brisbane in March, and it’s time us Queensland writers and fanatics got our machines out in the open, and invaded the public space. So, you poets, fiction writers and PHD kids…. warm up your…
I’d been driving for about an hour and a half. Just after I left my home I’d checked the outside temperature and discovered it was 30 Degrees C. (86F). But now, as I was passing Through the town of Beaudesert, it was reading 39C (102.2F). 15 minutes later when I was nearing my destination, it…
I like to think of myself as a seasoned ebayer. Or – epay-er, depending on how heavily stung you’ve been by the supposedly ‘cheap’ sales you find on there. I have about 460 battle-scars next to my user name, so I’ve spent a bit of time and probably too much money on the site. I’ve…
Well, I think it is appropriate to start off the new blogging year with a bang… The catchup – Episode 1 Episode 2
The Filthy Platen 