Revisiting my old school notebook — I’d like to say that I was always destined to be a successful — or at least competent — writer. Flicking through my old school notebook, however, has forced me to reconsider. Child prodigy, I was not… Lord knows why my mother decided to keep these fevered scribblings of a…

You must be so proud, parent posting on Facebook — If you’ve ever been online — and there’s a good chance you have, if you’re reading this — you’ve probably read many inspirational quotes uttered by friends’, colleagues’, or even complete strangers’ crotch spawn. “That’s so true, although it sounds a little advanced for a two-year-old”, you might think, as…

The lowdown on my doings down under — It’s been a while since I posted here. I could make a lame excuse, but my audience (both of you) deserve the truth — which is that I was washing my hair. For a few months. With that out of the way, I thought I’d share some of what I’ve…

His only crime? Looking a bit like a seal — Loving father. Cherished husband. Just another meal for a Pacific apex predator. Jimmy Sprockett, 45, passed away from natural causes on May 12, 2022, after a large female great white shark bit him in half. After all, what could be more natural than this finely-tuned killing machine doing what it…

A literary agent has had enough — Dear Mr. Lumpkin, Thank you so much for sending us your memoir: Roll Up, Roll Up: Confessions of a Carpet Store Manager in Sleaford. First of all, I would like to say that we’re flattered you asked us to represent you. I would like to say that, but I’m not…

He must have known this would happen — Unless you’ve been trapped in a wombat burrow for the last few days, you’ve probably heard about what went down at the 2022 Oscars or — as I like to call it — The Pursuit of Slappyness. Now, I’m not one to weigh in on the morality of the incident…

Australia, why you so crazy? — Antechinus may sound like a tragic hero of Greek mythology, but it’s actually the name of a small Australian marsupial, a little like a cross between a mouse and a shrew. In a way, I suppose it is a tragic hero of its own tale. You see, the male Antechinus…

The sequel no one asked for — These days, I find myself enjoying photography a lot more, and enjoying writing a lot less. But photography doesn’t pay the bills, unless the bills amount to $10 or so a month, so I’d better get back to writing here, which also doesn’t pay the bills. Some of you enjoyed…

A frustrating few weeks led to one of my best wildlife experiences — Barn owls have always been one of my favourite birds. Some say they’re evil omens; some say their face looks like an apple cut in half. I only agree with one of these groups. Whether demonic spirit or fruit impersonator, their ghostly silhouette gliding low over the grass at dusk…