by kristinjmoore2_u8i0cd | Nov 19, 2022 | music, politics
1977, a sweaty night at the Royal Antler Hotel – a big, brawling sweaty pub on the Northern Beaches of Sydney – long gone now, but in its heyday the site of many a legendary gig. I was underage and had perfected the art of flirting my way into gigs – the...
by kristinjmoore2_u8i0cd | Nov 19, 2022 | getting older, personal
Alone A momentary frisson of naughtiness accompanied my cavalier ignorance of the sink full of washing up last night. I went to bed while it was still light, eating my Ubered dinner in bed, a teatowel serving as a napkin, watching silly comedies on streaming services,...
