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Hello Again, Sydney: August 2006
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Hello Again, Sydney. One Sydney-sider's experiences moving back to Sydney after a long absence overseas. Thursday, August 31, 2006. I think the anecdote I trotted out most when overseas, to describe Australians, was the one about the survey they did here on the republic. Australians' three main concerns were:. Would we be still be able to compete in the Commonwealth Games? Would we still get the Queen's birthday as a public holiday? I can't remember the last one. Stay tuned for the Don Bradman novella.
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Hello Again, Sydney: July 2006
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Hello Again, Sydney. One Sydney-sider's experiences moving back to Sydney after a long absence overseas. Saturday, July 29, 2006. This was one of the schoolkids who got on the 397 the other afternoon, as we headed down Anzac Parade towards Maroubra. They'd just watched an afterschool punch up and were buzzing. Posted by Mark @ 5:24 pm. Wednesday, July 26, 2006. Did many people read this supplement with the Herald on Monday? They say they're trying to emulate New York's Long Island Index. Staring Out of t...
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Hello Again, Sydney: September 2006
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Hello Again, Sydney. One Sydney-sider's experiences moving back to Sydney after a long absence overseas. Wednesday, September 27, 2006. These are the breaks. Yes, the incredible Krafty Kuts is coming to Sydney for Parklife. Well, actually, probably not that cool by then. I'm sure he'll get deeply embarrassed when I play any of this music, and will practically die if I start dancing to it. Posted by Mark @ 12:45 pm. Thursday, September 21, 2006. Fuck, normal again. 2 months later . Oh, that's nice.".
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Hello Again, Sydney: March 2007
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Hello Again, Sydney. One Sydney-sider's experiences moving back to Sydney after a long absence overseas. Wednesday, March 28, 2007. The latest, most dangerous drug . If in about 10 years you see a guy on the train reading the Da Vinci Code it'll probably be me. One of my reading habits is to pick up popular books many years after they've dropped off the bestseller lists. Right now I'm reading Emotional Intelligence. That the cancer institute here puts out? What a conversation stopper! In fact it leaves m...
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Hello Again, Sydney: January 2007
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Hello Again, Sydney. One Sydney-sider's experiences moving back to Sydney after a long absence overseas. Tuesday, January 30, 2007. National Identity Crisis Day. Just a quick one as I sit here, back at work, holding my head in my hands after an extra-long weekend. We were down in Tasmania with David and Sandy for a few days, and I got to catch a fish and eat it. So did Lesly! And of course it. Posted by Mark @ 12:43 pm. Friday, January 19, 2007. NAME :Prince Fayad Bolkiah. Hence I seek your good assistan...
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Hello Again, Sydney: December 2006
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Hello Again, Sydney. One Sydney-sider's experiences moving back to Sydney after a long absence overseas. Friday, December 22, 2006. If there were a points system for bad karma, one item you might find near the bottom, among the minor misdemeanours is . running for the train when you don't actually know it's coming. There's another question I will never have the answer to. Posted by Mark @ 8:19 am. Thursday, December 14, 2006. Despite being surrounded by golf courses, it seems the only way you can get on ...
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Hello Again, Sydney: November 2006
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Hello Again, Sydney. One Sydney-sider's experiences moving back to Sydney after a long absence overseas. Friday, November 24, 2006. And generally, it was a great success. I won't bang on about how it was much too early to start Christmas festivities. Suffice it to say that singing Silent Night on the 23rd of November is enough to bring out the inner Scrooge in anyone. Mostly it was great to see the kids loving it and dancing. The adults could certainly learn a thing or two from them. And do they care?
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Hello Again, Sydney: October 2006
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Hello Again, Sydney. One Sydney-sider's experiences moving back to Sydney after a long absence overseas. Monday, October 30, 2006. God I missed them! Posted by Mark @ 11:54 pm. Monday, October 23, 2006. Say hello to the people on my morning train. On second thoughts, don't - that kind of behaviour could freak people out. Instead I'll give you a quick tour. That's what I'd like to ask him. When one of them isn't there, I wonder if they're sick or on holidays. Do they wonder the same when I'm not there?
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Hello Again, Sydney: April 2007
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Hello Again, Sydney. One Sydney-sider's experiences moving back to Sydney after a long absence overseas. Thursday, April 26, 2007. A Tale of Two Snack Foods. Relax, I'm not going to riff off the 'best of times/worst of times' thing. What I am going to do is present two of my favourite snack foods. And sorry, but it's always the best of times and the worst of times when you love chips from different continents. Chip Olympics anyone? Posted by Mark @ 11:34 pm. Thursday, April 19, 2007. In terms of behaviou...
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Hello Again, Sydney: February 2007
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Hello Again, Sydney. One Sydney-sider's experiences moving back to Sydney after a long absence overseas. Wednesday, February 28, 2007. News from Bogota this week was that one of our friends, Irma, was taken on the. Our friend lost about 600,000 pesos, (about A$300). Of course, far worse than losing the money is the trauma of the thing. I never got taken on a. But I did get robbed and it’s a horrible feeling that constant replay going on in your head and the ‘what if? What if I’d caught a bus? Forget abou...
