I often find myself complaining (to whoever will listen) that Sydney lacks a good cabaret scene. Tonight, however, a few friends and I caught a wonderful show called “Old Friends,” … Read the rest “Cabaret, Show Tunes, and “Old Friends””
“It’s pretty confronting”, a friend and I concluded about our (separate) experiences of visiting the red-light area of Amsterdam. As you walk around Amsterdam there are half-dressed women in shop-fronts … Read the rest “On The Street”
Even on a Friday night, it can be hard to find somewhere to eat in Sydney after nine o’clock.
This is not a new thing, but it seems to have … Read the rest “9.00pm Friday in Sydney”
There were two thirty-something guys walking down a street in Darlinghurst this morning. As I watched them walk, and then stop for a cuddle and a kiss, and then walk … Read the rest “Fresh Views”
After catching up with a mate last night at my “local” pub, I caught the bus to Darlinghurst for what I thought might have been the return of Harbour City … Read the rest “Open for business”
“You had a big night”, one of my friends said to me over lunch on the weekend, remarking that we’d corresponded a few times by messenger. “You were at The … Read the rest “Big Friday Night”