
By virtue of a long weekend in Melbourne, combined with some solid rain, I was able to devote the first few days of November to reading. And I’ve smashed through a bunch of novellas. Continue reading

By virtue of a long weekend in Melbourne, combined with some solid rain, I was able to devote the first few days of November to reading. And I’ve smashed through a bunch of novellas. Continue reading
I really wish I’d kept a list of all of the names that Griffin Dunne drops in The Friday Afternoon Club. ‘Drops’ might be a little unfair – the people he mentions are/were family friends, relatives, and colleagues. But to give you a flavour, the list would include Harrison Ford, Jack Nicholson, Carrie Fisher, Roman Polanski, George Clooney, and Joan Didion (and husband John Dunne).
During one of my parents’ extravagant parties I got up to pee and caught Judy Garland rifling through the medicine cabinet in my bathroom. Warren Beaty once played the piano in our living room in lieu of joining a drunken game of charades captained by a smashed Ida Lupino. Sean Connery saved me from drowning. Continue reading

01. Last couple of days of my reading-and-beach intensive. Reviews to come. Continue reading

01. My first visit to Alba thermal springs. The bathing is all outdoors but the entrance building is magnificent. Instant calm! Continue reading