Harvard University existed for 383 years before anybody published a satire about it, and that person was me. Why didn't anyone else do it? Well, I've been thinking about that, see...
In which I offer a loose analysis of The Sound of Music, and wish you all a very Happy Christmas
The Americans feel about their democracy the way Australians feel about Vegemite.
Well, here we are in the middle of a pandemic. So, uh -- how's it all going?
Ten years have passed since that horrible, awkward night and I'm still trying to process it.
For about a month or so, Boudica and I had almost daily arguments about the existence of Yetis.
I’m getting a bit wary of opening newsletters at the moment.
If I hadn’t seen it, I wouldn’t have believed a person could survive a tumble like that.
I'm a pretty fortunate person.
You know what The Script is - it's the ritual with which we signal to one another that we're not alarmingly unusual.
I don't care who you are, there's something other-worldy about having your conscience called-out by a three-year-old.