Suburban Hell: The Inorganic Rubbish Collection

In my corner of suburbia, we are having the three-yearly rubbish collection of inorganic things that we collected free from the last curbside dumping and no longer require. It’s actually stressful. Ordinary rubbish day for most white New Zealanders is the apex of the working week.  Everywhere, on every street, there are clacky heels, striding […]

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Don’t Bring Me Down: The Cosmo Files

  As an experiment recently, I purchased a year’s worth of old Cosmopolitan magazines. I’m normally a New Weekly type of magazine reader.  Absolutely no class, not trying to have any class, nothing informative.  It’s pure relaxation and mental chewing gum, rather like watching an episode of the Kardashians.  Lots of insinuations about girl-love and […]

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