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The Best Hearty Roasts in Sydney
Nothing beats the winter blues like a hearty Sunday roast. Whether you're after the whole hog or a contemporary take on the traditional feast, the perfect hot meal is being served up weekly at some of the best venues in Sydney. We've scoured the town to find some of the most innovative and most comforting roasts on rotation.
The Ten Best Secret Beaches in Sydney For a Secluded Summer Swim
Summer is here, so it's time to break out the swimmers, slip, slap, slop and head to the beach. In Sydney, we're lucky enough to have some of the most beautiful sandy shores in the world, but some can get maddeningly crowded when the hotter months roll around. But worry not, we've got you. There are more than 100 beaches dotted around the Harbour City, including some which, while just as stunning as their better-known cousins, have managed to remain under the radar of most people.
This Room
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Peaches
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Blockhead
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Fiction | A child’s six
The mother and her two girls were naked in the members’ change room of the gymnasium. They had just taken a shower and their three blue towels were hanging on the hooks. The mother was brushing her hair. Evie was sitting on the wooden bench getting herself dressed. She pulled on a pair of pyjama pants, which were decorated with a single repeated print of a purple unicorn. Britta was inspecting a pair of the mother’s black lace underpants. ‘They’re a six,’ the mother said.
Coming out in the 70s
Coming out in the 70s Coming out in the 70s ‘You have to imagine a time when there was nothing positive in the media, or anywhere, about homosexuality’ — broadcaster and activist Julie McCrossin, 2019 Gay and lesbian life went public in the 70s. Speaking up and standing out, gay men and women took to the streets proudly demanding to be seen, heard and accepted. This exhibition tells their story.
The Nine Best Glamping Spots Near Sydney
Where would we be without the portmanteau? The world may not miss Brangelina but we would certainly be far worse off without glamping. Camping's not for everyone. Some of us have every intention of immersing ourselves in nature, breathing the sea air and setting up a temporary home away from home for the weekend. But the thought of camp stretchers, unidentifiable crawly things and eating tinned peaches can dampen a jolly holiday pretty damn quick.
237.5 Autumn Fiction | Overland literary journal
Type Editorial There are many things that come to mind when I sit down to write about these stories. The first is how great they are: that much is clear. But hovering over that is the cloud of everything that’s happened since submissions for this edition closed. Type Fiction When I was in Year 8, I occasionally went to the home of the girl I sat next to in French class.
How Should We Write in a Time of Unmitigated Disaster?
Toni Morrison began her Nobel lecture with a parable: Once upon a time there was an old woman. Blind but wise . . . One day the woman is visited by some young people who seem to be bent on disproving her clairvoyance and showing her up for the fraud they believe she is. Their plan is simple: they enter her house and ask the one question the answer to which rides solely on her difference from them, a difference they regard as a profound disability: her blindness.
Something Lyrical: A Note On Truth in Janet Malcolm
Janet Malcolm made me clean my room. It was her description of Trevor Thomas’s home that got me, in her book The Silent Woman: Sylvia Plath and Ted Hughes. Thomas lived in the flat below Plath’s and, in a 1986 interview in the Independent, he accused Plath’s ex-husband of partying with bongo drums on the night of her funeral. Thomas was in his early eighties when Malcolm visited him. ‘I was not prepared for what I saw,’ she writes of Thomas’s flat.
Tokyo Sing Song
Nerds and drinks? Don't mind if I do. The secret's out and Tokyo Sing Song's a treat. The vibe at the late-night bar is part Mai Tai jelly square, part Asahi schooner, and the gorgeous guys in bubble wrap skirts — one of whom I swear was dressed as a game of Tetris — clashed swimmingly with the Tokyo decor, black-and-white film projections and pop rock candy conversation.
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