Although it’s now long deleted, my old X/Twitter account served at least one useful purpose in life. My profile image had me looking up quizzically at a ragdoll kitten on my shoulder. That cat, once mistaken for a parrot by a bone-headed rightwing pundit, is no longer with me – but my other ragdoll, Priscilla, became […]
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The things that will stay with me about the weather event and subsequent flooding that engulfed Brisbane and south-east Queensland over the weekend was how rapidly it unfolded, its capricious unpredictability and extreme violence. This was not a repeat of the 2011 disaster, which I also lived through, and the captains of hindsight suggesting this –
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The scar on my chest is seven inches long. At the top of my sternum, the incision site, it’s white and waxy, slowly fading on its journey south. But the last inch is a raised, red, rubbery knob of keloid tissue – a constant reminder, not that I need it. It will be a year
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