Category: Cyclone Joan

Kitchen Recipe. 4

Kitchen Recipe.

Ingredients: Handful of mad women. 1 patient bloke. 1 Chinese Flat-pack Kitchen 2 Hammers 1 Drill 1 HUGE DRILL BIT SET (oh baby!) Firstly, it’s essential to find a kitchen that is in dire need of a good face lift. This kitchen is screaming for it – In fact,...

Cyclone Joan is inbound 2

Cyclone Joan is inbound

Cyclone Joan is inbound, with a Tropical Storm classification of 4. Stay tuned for updates. Of all the things that I can say about my mother is – I’m always excited to see her. Whenever I’m flying, or driving towards her, I’m always happy that I’m doing it. It’s...

Les Ballets Trockadero De Monte Carlo 0

Les Ballets Trockadero De Monte Carlo

When I spied the newspaper ad that claimed that The Trocks were coming to Brisbane, I fired off an email to Cyclone Joan. You see, she’s got a fond spot for these lads since she saw a TV documentary on them back in 1996. So, when I spied that...

Linen – The Joys Of. 2

Linen – The Joys Of.

I think I must be adopted. My mum is the most organised person on the face of the planet. She has a neat, ironed and colour coded stack of folded sheets and face washers. Her linen cupboard is what every women wish hers looked like. It is catalogued in...

Taupo 0

Taupo

Fuck a duck. I just wrote a huge entry about Rotorua, Te Kuiti and Taupo and the fucker lost it on me. Not Happy, Jan. But, in point form: Rotorua was awesome, but our accomodation (Cactus Jack’s) was all fucked up. Too noisy and hectic, and I had to...