I always try to keep the Festival of Tina upbeat and fun. Just like the persona of Tina. But there is another side of me that most people don’t see. When she is around, we mostly don’t go out. In…
Spin off down under
We all love a spin off. Think the original NCIS, then LA and New Orleans. We can discuss later at which point you should stop. I do like Hawaii. I’m not sure about NCIS Sydney, but as a local, I…
The goldfish strikes again
It’s hard to imagine better results from zero planning but what can I say? It’s a gift. We all know I’m like a goldfish – I think I’ll go over here now. Last week was no different. The day started…
Three is my lucky number
Question: Three hangovers in a week – is that too many? Discuss. I bet you never wrote an essay on that in Year 9. Speaking of writing, I wrote this article while pretending to work. You know if you keep…
The return of the long lunch
Don’t you love a day when you go out for a work lunch at midday and get home at 2am? It’s like the olden days when fun and the long lunch were still allowed. Last week I caught up with…
All the rules and none
You know I love a rule. Well, rules that I make up, anyway. But what happens when you follow all the rules, at the same time? A wonderful collision of new adventures, that’s what. Let’s list some of Tina’s most…
I’m just saying…
You all know I love a saying. I’ve invented some and butchered more well known ones. Either way, they are the gifts that keep on giving. Literally. I’ve been storytelling since I was a kid and I have to give…
I’m finally a winner
I was never allowed to even buy raffle tickets as a child. Instead I had to donate the money, but not take the tickets. Gambling was a sin. It’s probably no surprise then, that I won on the Melbourne Cup…
Ideas and certain reality
The Festival of Tina started two years ago to make certain that I celebrated the first half century of my life in style then launched the second with a bang. It was so much fun I decided to keep it…
You know you’re getting old when…
I remember all the things my parents used to say that made them seem old. Stuff like: “Back in my day” and one of my Dad’s all time favourites: “When you’re the father of three daughters…you will understand x,y or…