Fax from J to S (J always posted letters, to receive a fax meant it was an ’emergency situation’ Friday 7 June 1996 17:16 Hey Sis, Mum took off about 40 minutes ago, so you’re probably all excited and everything, and I don’t mean to bring you down, but I’ve got this kind of emergency situation goin’ on and I could use some advice. … Continue reading I mumbled like you’ve never heard a man mumble before.
Friday, 31 May 1996 8:30am Dear S, Went and saw a film last night. It was Kenneth Brannagh’s Midwinter’s Tale. It was OK. A bit predictable in places, a bit cliched, but at least Kenneth managed to keep his fat head off the screen for once. Decided while sipping a coffee in Cafe Ritz (an embarrassing sort of place, on the corner of Exhibition … Continue reading I could go to Uni, pass, get a great job and then get struck by lightning. It’s all very risky, isn’t it?
Tuesday, 14 May 1996 8:30am Went to the “Empress of India” in Carlton. I was meeting Scottish Lisa from work and a few other people, all of whom I’d met before (bar one). There were seven of us, we sat around just drinking and gossiping. I must be getting old S, I spent a Saturday night ‘just chatting with friends’ (sounds like a coffee commercial) … Continue reading The peculiarities of our troublesome Father.
From: ‘Mum’ Sent: 1 Feb 1996 3:22PM To: ‘S’ Subject: Thanks for your messages, this is the first opportunity I have had to get into the computer room, it was down for a while and we have been so bloody busy! Got a wedding to go to tomorrow – am having the arvo off. Thank heavens, or I think I might throw a wobbly at … Continue reading I’ve signed the divorce papers.
Author: ‘Mum’ Date: 14/11/95 1:37PM Priority: Normal To: ‘S’ Subject: Dear S and Jack Have managed to get a few minutes to get on the internet. Happy Birthday to you, Happy Birthday to you, Happy Birthday Dear Jack, Happy Birthday to you. Last one before the BIG 30 eh? I have sent you a card, but think it might be late so am emailing. I’ll save … Continue reading All systems go for Brady’s first trip to the Land of OZ.
Thursday, 2 November 1995 4:28pm Howdy Sis, Dad just came in and met me for lunch. We had bagels in Collins Place. He asked me what “baggles” were. I talked him into trying one. He went for the Hawaiian. I think he wants to make this lunching a regular thing, which worries me a bit. I don’t know if I can come up with half … Continue reading It’s the type of voice that sours milk, makes fruit fall from the trees, send a babe-in-arms cross-eyed.
31 August 1995 To you my Dear Dear Brother, Well where to start, maybe with the standard apology for not writing sooner or more often but I am afraid that the re-telling of the drudgery of my married life in the suburbs may not prove entertaining to you and besides I would rather you had some image in your head of me living in the … Continue reading I guess you could call it a role playing, electronic, sexless, sci-fi, extra-marital affair.
Wednesday, 12 April, 1995, 11:07AM S, Well excuse me, I’ve just been dusting myself off after falling off my perch. Thanks for the letter, Sis. I feel much better now, knowing that it’s my genes that are to blame for my shocking Magnum ice cream dependency, not my jelly-like will that folds at the merest sniff of that white, Belgian chocolate modestly screening it’s heart … Continue reading I resent our Father’s chicanery and manipulation, always trying to ingratiate himself into my life.
Friday, 3 Feb 1995 Sis, Well, I didn’t end up going to that party at Christopher’s on Saturday night. What does he expect anyway, inviting me to a party where the only people I know are the host, who’ll be running around all night and someone else I haven’t see in four years. Christopher will be mightily pissed off though. I’m trying really hard to … Continue reading I hate eating in places where the table cloth is cleaner than my clothes. I like a dive, a greasy spoon.
J’s Diary Entries Sun 29 Jan 1995 Relaxing day (eventually), alternating watching videos and reading. I finished off the Nikolai Gogol novel “Dead Souls” (finally). I also started and finished a collection of Joseph Conrad’s shorter stories and novels including the one that “Apocalypse Now” was based on, “Heart of Darkness” It’s pretty good, Joseph Conrad’s an interesting guy. Born in Poland, spent his life … Continue reading Fucking politicians – we’re left with the cinders of their excuses.