You’ve got to train around a little. We all do. But sometimes, we’re on a business trip. You’re a business person, and you’re tired of the airplane. Right? How about the train? It’s all Harry Potterish? Not any more! Never again will you be caught sitting next to Ron! You’ve got trusty designer and 3D [...]
Apr 24
In 1965 my parents drove me to Benalla train station and pinned a name tag on my jacket lapel with travel instructions to guide me safely to summer holiday camp in Anglesea, a summer camp established for migrant children. That was me, a migrant child, wog, bloody new Australian, bolt, boy from the camp. My [...]
