While spring announces itself on the east coast of Australia with a purple tide of Jacaranda trees, nothing is more autumnal than the patchy hues of yellow, orange and brown that appear across London at this time of year. “All change”.
Archive for ‘culture’
Crows Nest: a flavour of the past
Dark sweet liquid fizzles on my tongue and I recall brown crates on the back of noisy delivery trucks in quiet Brisbane streets. Hot summers, carefree days, and small hands clutching glasses filled with an ice-cold drink.
Nowruz – نوروز
Last Saturday was Nowruz. It means “new day” in Persian and is celebrated at the northern spring equinox – March 21. It dates back over 3000 years, with its roots in the Zoroastrian faith – possibly the world’s oldest religion. And it’s a wonderful time to be in Iran.
City in the Clouds – a year on
As I look back on images of La Paz, Uyuni and Bolivia from 12 months ago, I am so grateful I got the chance to explore a new continent, several new countries, and see a bit more of this big beautiful world. Just before it all went to shit.
Hilton – a different kind of model
Quietly, in halting English (his second language), he told us about his clan who are blue-tongue lizard dreaming. They can hunt wallaby, barramundi, crocs and turtle but not blue tongue lizards – their sacred totem. Hilton Garnarradj showed us the land of the Manilakarr Clan, his mother’s country.
Surviving the lock-down in Brisbane
Monday 24 March – Brisbane, Australia With all states having shut their borders, non-essential services are rapidly being closed across […]
Going to hell in a handcart full of loo roll
Brisbane, Australia With the news being coughed out hourly with updates about the latest countries to close their borders, the […]
“Tell your friends we are not terrorists.”
This is a repost from an Instagram story I published in spring 2018 after a visit to Iran. With Iran […]
Nowruz (Tehran, Iran, 2018)
Honouring the past. But which one?
A friend posted a link to a blog on FB on Australia Day. For some it’s Invasion Day, or Isolation […]
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