Back from Queensland late Saturday night, I spend a lazy Sunday out for brunch, then at a family 21st birthday celebration with some good friends. It's a long relaxing day surrounded by good food and good conversation, and although everybody is interested in the Queensland situation, I feel myself physically and mentally relaxing. Monday at work … Continue reading days off
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the emerald city 3
The day starts at just after 6am. Our evacuation centre manager calls to say the Federal Police are crawling all over the place as the Governor-General may pay a visit today. The public sees maybe thirty seconds of footage of a dignitary's visit on TV, and perhaps doesn't even notice it has happened, but on the ground this … Continue reading the emerald city 3
the emerald city 2
Up at 5 o'clock in the morning: I didn't mean to, but the sun shone in and woke me. An hour of work to get ahead of the posse, then showered, packed, in a cab to the airport to catch a couple of teleconferences before boarding. By half past ten I feel as if I … Continue reading the emerald city 2
you know you’re in queensland when….
... the two blokes behind you in the security queue at the airport are both over six feet tall, clad head to toe in worn but well-pressed Wrangler denim (one with a big set of bulls' horns embroidered on the back of his shirt), accessorised by proper John Wayne boots with Cuban heels, and serious Stetson hats. … Continue reading you know you’re in queensland when….
Máiréad Doyle 