Yesterday I asked if we had SBS. “Sauvignon blanc semillon?” “The TV station.” Being a minority sport here, and therefore unattractive to commercial TV, every World Cup game is free to air on the station affectionately known as “sexa before soccer” (real name the Special Broadcasting Service, a national public broadcaster featuring programmes of a
Category: Australia
I stand on the brow of a small hill on a genteel suburban street. It is just past sunrise and the light appears liquid and effervescent. Birds call to each other in enthusiasm for the new day. I look one way. I see mist rolling over the hills, creeping down to the plain below. I
This month I’m taking up the Daily Post’s 101 Writing Challenge: a piece a day on a given topic. I may not publish all of them and I’ll try to stay on message commenting on ex-pat life in South Australia … And I’ll keep them short.
Dr D in Oz 