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Final tally of Knitting Camp weekend: more than six hours on the train; two socks half-knitted; two runs; two yoga classes; two bottles of wine drunk; one class taught; one class attended; one presentation given; one Huntsman spider squealed at; and about ten kangaroos spotted. And several new friends made!


“Man, I missed our bed. I can’t sleep in other beds.” “Next week you’ll be sleepin’ in a sack in the desert!” Crap.



Important Note

This site features content going all the way back to 2000. The posts you’ll read reflect my views and writing style at the time. While I have gone back to clean up a few of them, I think it’s important not to sanitise too much. This site is a record of who I am and how I’ve grown. Any blog post written years ago may not reflect who I am today, nor how I would write about the same topic today.