While every vine in the Old Garden is different, one is more different than the rest. It’s a single shiraz vine hidden in the middle of the vineyard. https://t.co/453VeYU704
Until recently, I wrote a column musing on life for a Sunday paper. In 14yrs no column had the impact this one did. Strangers stopped me in the street to talk about it. I don’t know what that says about them,or me. Happy 9th to the ‘Poo on a plane’ column https://t.co/z2Rv76qkPM
So….after nearly 14 years…my final Sunday Mail column. In some ways it feels like freedom, but if I’m honest, I’m going to miss it. To be allowed to fill space with the refuse in my head has been a rare privilege.