My best friend and I live in different states, and our kids are the same age. She has two boys, and I have a girl. We often discuss typical teenage issues, but I don’t tell her enough how much I admire her. She’s raising two respectful, intelligent, and well-rounded young men. I used to be... Continue Reading →
Memories on borrowed time
Once you get to a certain age, getting to know someone on a romantic level is hard. You have both already lived a lifetime. The damage, the hang-ups that can come from previous partners, and past experience can flow on into your blossoming relationship. It can feel like you have been sentenced to hard labour... Continue Reading →
If I could talk to the animals
(written July 2020 - during the covid crisis) Given that spending time with our human friends seems to be increasingly risky, this school holidays we decided we would focus on the animals. Ever since I was a child, I have always felt a sense of calm when surrounded by furry little creatures and it’s a... Continue Reading →
Poets of our generation
A few years ago, just after the Kid and I had attending the funeral of a friend, we started a new family tradition. He was the kind of guy who made the most out of life. We were sitting at a red light after the service and the song that they had played at the... Continue Reading →
Shelter from the storm
Princess Diana aside from being an icon, was a truly decent human being. The image of her that stays with me is the Princess shaking hands with HIV patients without wearing gloves. This may not seem like a big deal now but in April 1987 it was ground breaking. There was medical staff refusing to... Continue Reading →
The worst drought of our lifetime
I have driven a well-worn path up and down the golden highway for more years than I care to admit. Having moved from Dubbo to Newcastle 20 years ago this year. There have been hundreds of trips back and forth to see friends and family. The stereo is always on high volume. Although I now... Continue Reading →
Under the southern stars
For the kid and I, there is really nothing that compares to the fun of heading to a festival. It’s not even just the draw of the artists on stage. It’s about where we stay, it’s about the loud singing in the car and what other craziness we can fit in around work while we... Continue Reading →
The sky above us
When I was a kid, we used to go camping all the time. Loading up the Kombi and headed for the nearest Folk Festival. The original inspiration for On Tour with the Kid was getting back to those memories. Holidays on a budget and based on actually spending time with each other as opposed to... Continue Reading →
Falling in love with Tamworth
There is a trip, a pilgrimage really, that the kid and I have made every year since she was born. The annual trek to the Tamworth Country Music Festival. For us it's a work trip but the one she most looks forward to every year. For a busy working artist the festival is hectic but... Continue Reading →