Sometimes the best food is when you least expect it or necessarily aren’t even hungry. Whist on Holidays up in Yamba just randomly driving around checking out the sights I need a coffee hit. Bun is driving and we end up in a little seaside hamlet called ‘Angourie’. On the ‘main road’ I see a restaurant, it’s not really even open yet for dinner but I see a couple of waitresses milling about. Thus began a wonderfully unexpected couple of hours in culinary delight at ‘Barbaresco’, an Italian eatery across the road from ‘Spooky Beach’. Continue reading Barbaresco
When did writing Christmas cards become a job? I know it’s the season to be jolly and spreading the holiday cheer around is the done thing to do, but crikey writing out these pesky cards became a bloody chore, which is why a few years back we gave up sending out Christmas Cards. Continue reading Christmas Cards, I don’t miss you.
An album represents a moment in time where the songs pulse and move with whatever we are doing in our lives. I remember driving my brown 2 door Ford Escort home one day from work at Gosford Police Station and ‘Paradise City’ was blasting from my 80’s car stereo with flashing equalizer, I was banging on the steering wheel singing right along with Axl. I was 18 years old and life reflected this album, which was conflicted. Continue reading Guns N’ Roses ‘Appetite for Destruction’
Coaches and players are splitting up all the time. They’re worse than a Mexican soap opera. They’ve even got a name for it on the ATP Tour and WTA, they call it the ‘coaching carousel’, and people are getting on and off all the time. It makes you wonder, at the highest level of competition how much influence does the coach actually have on a players’ results? Continue reading Boris and Novak have split, now what?
I’ve listened to some radio over the years, mostly triple j for the music you’d never find on other stations. Back in the early 90’s as I was driving to work at Toukley Police Station I listened to ‘Zorba and Hollywood’ on 2KY as the ‘decibel duo’ talked Rugby League. In this last year I’ve found another sports radio show that I have to admit, I am addicted to, it’s ‘Schlereth & Evans’. Continue reading Schlereth & Evans