
Random Thoughts on a Sunday Morning
Since I last wrote, I’ve marked Paul’s birthday, visited my nephew’s house, and caught up with my sister Nett. I felt an


Since I last wrote, I’ve marked Paul’s birthday, visited my nephew’s house, and caught up with my sister Nett. I felt an

I’m 73 years old, and for the most part, I’m in pretty good shape. I eat well, I’ve been alcohol-free since 2019,

This Japanese travel blog follows our journey from July 29 to September 3, 2025—five weeks of trains, temples, gardens, and serendipitous detours.

An introspective ramble on starting too much and finishing too little. A friend recently asked me a simple question: “Are you waterblogged?

At its core, science is not a belief system. It’s not a list of immutable facts or a rigid dogma handed down

Last night I was inspired. Truly, deeply inspired. We were at Bird’s Basement in the Melbourne CBD for a gig that blew

This morning I was half-awake, still curled in the warmth of my bed, when I hit play on a podcast exploring the

There’s something deeply human about the way we fall into habits. We seek comfort, predictability, rhythm. But every so often, that rhythm

It’s been a week since I had surgery to repair three hernias. The procedure was laparoscopic, under general anaesthetic, and involved the

Introduction For years, I saw insulin resistance as a metabolic villain—a hallmark of pre-diabetes, a signal of dietary failure, a consequence of

When I was 10 years old, I fell in love for the first time. It wasn’t with a girl—it was with music.

I’ve spent most of my life trying to understand what is wrong with us—us, as in the human species. We are eight

Since I last wrote, I’ve marked Paul’s birthday, visited my nephew’s house, and caught up with my sister Nett. I felt an

I’m 73 years old, and for the most part, I’m in pretty good shape. I eat well, I’ve been alcohol-free since 2019,

This Japanese travel blog follows our journey from July 29 to September 3, 2025—five weeks of trains, temples, gardens, and serendipitous detours.

An introspective ramble on starting too much and finishing too little. A friend recently asked me a simple question: “Are you waterblogged?