Author: Chris Bounds

Yes, dear reader, you haven’t seen Issue 10, because I was so pissed off the other day I couldn’t bring myself to finish it, as it was pure fulminate of mercury, and it needed...

I spent a few moments yesterday reflecting on mass in a time of corona-virus, and how much worse the restrictions must have been in 1919. If memory serves me, Church services were still permitted...

I write in praise of open spaces, with which this part of Sydney is well-provided, and in thanks for the wise heads that prevailed in creating Oatley Park. We had the most wonderful walk...

It’s Easter Day, and a most unusual one, still caught in social isolation and realising that we could be frozen in this state of hibernation for months. We are compensating in our house, having...

Among the mysteries that current obsessing me is whether there is any logic behind the allegation that Covid-19 is in fact some kind of plot by Chinese Intelligence to disable the world economies and...

Started the day with a look at Twitter, and that was probably a mistake. The clusterfuck that is the Victorian DPP’s handling of the Pell case dominates Australian reactions; and that stuff is not...

Bunnings must be wondering what they are doing right, because the carpark yesterday was almost full and the queue to enter the warehouse, under current social distancing guidelines, was a hundred yards long. This...