Quick note: If you’re in media, and haven’t read this blog, do so: http://allysonbird.com/2013/03/19/why-i-left-news/ I don’t have a dedicated magazine-reading habit. New Weekly was probably my favourite as an undergrad. I’d read it up the back of the theatre with my university cronies during Media, Law and Ethics lectures. The irony that I now teach…
No home-buying blog can really be written without pointing out the ridiculousness of real estate agent language. There is part of me that is resisting this as a subject. It’s clichéd, and as an ex-journo I can’t help but admit to some level of grammar-nazi-ism. Yet at the same time, I’m not without grammatical quirks myself and have…
Over Saturday morning coffee the West told me a “return in buyer confidence” had resulted in a frenzy hitting the property market. “Frenzy” is a great journo word. It has weird letters like “f” and “z” which only appear together in cool words. Like Fezz, and Fezzik, the giant from The Princess Bride. Frenzy turns…
I once read “Why men don’t listen and why women can’t read road maps.” (yes, this links to the whole book). There are a number of reasons I found this particular tome frustrating, not least because I’ve never had a problem reading road maps. I do, on the other hand, have a terrible sense of direction.…
So we have started. The Swede and I went to our first home open on the weekend. He did not protest. I am considering that a win. We visited two: The first was a small 1920s number on Brisbane St. It would not give us any more room than we have in the Wellington St…
Lawson the Clydesdale survived the fire that destroyed Southampton Homestead in WA’s southwest, although he wasn’t entirely unscathed. The once hairy-mammoth of a horse was pretty singed. A lot of his coat had been burned off and in the pictures I saw of him on facebook, he looked about as miserable as a young Clydesdale…
Zeus and the Blonde Nomad 