After a fairly uneventful flight to Brisbane, my two colleagues and I checked into our hotel. I grabbed my key and took the lift up to the 14th floor. As I was turning the key and opening the door, a man behind me said “Um, that’s my room”. Turns out my room was not actually … See the full post
Any day that starts with a dash to the toilet for a NASA-style lift off is probably not going to be one of your best. Realising that I was still too ill to go to No Way To Treat A Lady in Darlinghurst last night, I called up to try to get a refund on … See the full post
The opening weekend of Spelling Bee went wonderfully, but not without incident. Prone, as I am, to a disgruntled stomach, it seems I was to disagree with dinner between the Saturday matinee and evening performances. As I was getting ready for the 8pm performance I was feeling a little unstable in the digestion department. Just … See the full post
