Dear Senator Wong: a letter to Australia’s Foreign Minister

July 22, 2025 By in Activism Tags: , , 1 Comment

Dear Senator Wong,

Today, Australia joined 27 other nations in condemning Israel for the “indefensible” civilian death toll in Gaza. I welcome this statement. But I also need to tell you: we are well past the point where words are enough. It is time for action.

I’m writing because I no longer feel able to call your office. For nearly two years, I have tried – daily, then weekly, then monthly. I’ve spoken to staffers, urged change, and asked that your government do more for the Palestinian people. But those conversations became too painful, too disconnected from the urgency and devastation I was witnessing. And honestly, I no longer believe that you, your office, or the other members of the Australian Government fully understand the depth of grief and outrage that so many ordinary Australians are carrying with us every single day.

We are so very ordinary. We are writers, teachers, doctors, engineers, parents, artists, students and lawyers. We are decent people who believe in justice, international law, and the equal value of every human life. For the past two years, we have watched as Gaza has been systematically destroyed. More than 37,000 people, many of them children, have been killed. Tens, if not hundreds of thousands more are missing: buried under rubble or simply vaporised by the appalling bombs dropped on them. Hospitals have been targeted. Refugees displaced again and again. Journalists, doctors and aid workers killed. Civilians starved. Entire families lost. Continue reading →

Three nights in Newcastle, New South Wales

February 10, 2025 By in Travel Tags: , , , , , 2 Comments

Newcastle New South Wales as seen from Nobby's Lighthouse.

Some Australian cities – Hobart, Melbourne, Adelaide – make it so easy to fall in love with them. Others… well, others make you work a little harder to uncover their charms.

Until recently, all I really knew of Newcastle, a coastal city in New South Wales around 150 kilometres north of Sydney, was that it holds the title of Australia’s biggest coal port. I’d seen the footage of courageous climate protestors in kayaks, blockading the harbour and preventing the movements of the 250-metre-long bulk carriers that head out into the Tasman Sea, carrying coal to China, Japan, and elsewhere in Australia.

We have started a lovely tradition in our family of taking it in turns to spend a weekend of the school holidays in a new city with DorkySon. He and DorkyDad went to Canberra; he and I went to Adelaide; and then he and DorkyDad went to Melbourne. Last weekend, he and I went to Newcastle. Or Newy, as I now know the locals refer to it.

I had wondered how prominent the heavy industries would be. The road in to Newcastle from the airport on Friday afternoon provided a quick and easy answer – very. We passed huge bulk carriers, coal conveyor belts and storage silos, production facilities for explosives and plastics and fertilisers. As our cab made its way along Hunter Street to our hotel in the East End, passing what felt like literally hundreds of shuttered shopfronts and empty buildings, DorkySon and I exchanged glances. What had we let ourselves in for?

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Three nights in Melbourne

January 7, 2025 By in Travel Tags: , , , 2 Comments

Street art that depicts the Aboriginal flag with a man and a bird

Many years ago, long before I could have even pointed out lutruwita/Tasmania on a world map, my friend A moved from the UK to Australia.

I thought she was extremely brave, making a life for herself on the other side of the world, and I was very proud – if a bit sad that our close friendship would be reduced to an occasional, often glitchy Skype call.

(This was long before the days when we all became Zoom experts!)

More than a decade on, A remains in Melbourne, and I’ve ended up in Hobart, so we are now just an hour’s easy flight from each other. The responsibilities of work and family mean that we don’t live in each other’s pockets… but every couple of years one or the other of us makes the trip.

This year, it was my turn!

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It’s the end of the year as we know it… and I feel fine.

December 20, 2024 By in Family 5 Comments

Well now.

The out-of-office response is on. The school year is finished. The Christmas tree is decorated. And I have no plans for the next fortnight beyond dog walks, naps, and an obscene number of those delicious little gingery things with jam in the middle and a crispy dark chocolate coating.

How marvellous. And just in the nick of time, honestly.

Every year, around early November, I find myself feeling a bit… well… crabbier than usual. Despite the fact this has happened every year for the last ten years, it always takes me by surprise, and I spend several weeks trying to work out what’s going on.

Is it the long, looming list of things I need to get done before Christmas? Is it tension from constantly hunching up against the winter cold and the spring wind and rain? Do I need to tweak my supplements, and bump up the Vitamin D for a few weeks?

And then, as always, it dawns on me. I’m tired. Just a bit tired.

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DorkySon Takes Flight

June 14, 2024 By in Family Tags: , , , , 5 Comments

A teenage boy sits at the controls of a Cessna above Tasmania

DorkySon is learning to fly.

I don’t mean in the metaphorical sense that people so often use to describe teenagers – becoming more independent, testing boundaries, working towards personal dreams – although I suppose these things are also true.

I mean that every second Saturday, weather permitting, we drive him to a small aerodrome a few kilometres east of Hobart, where he sits at the controls of a Cessna 172 and learns how to keep it in the air.

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