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Paul DaleyThe Guardian |
Amid the fear and uncertainty of the pandemic lockdowns a few years ago, as I walked the neighbourhood each twilight, I couldn’t help observe the...
Having been generationally touched by the pain of familial mental illness, perhaps I shouldn’t be surprised at how terribly misunderstood and...
Commemoration, and what has increasingly become an almost ecclesiastic celebration of Australia’s short martial history, on Anzac Day relies on a...
One of my dogs, Olive, turned five years old this week and while every minute for her holds unfettered joy, love and promise, the birthday was...
Some things you only learn with the hindsight of loss and the significant passage of time. One of them for me is that photographs of family and...
Australians, like people the world over who care about democracy and global security, really should get a vote in the forthcoming US election, so...
The sea in all its variations, from tranquil coves and moody bays to wind-racked ocean beaches, from the ostentatious harbour to meandering with dogs...
With each passing year, this one fraught day of the year becomes harder for politicians, especially progressives, to defend as that on which Australia...
And, so, December ends with the reality-biting grimness that 2023 was the deadliest on Australian roads in five-and-a-half years. The fact that 1,253...
Christmas, most of us are brought up to believe, is all about joy. Joy about being with loved ones. Joy about giving and gracefully receiving. Joy...
In the treacherous depths of middle-age, bits of your mortal frame invariably crumble. My lower right molar, saved by root canal surgery days after I...
Woodford Bay on Sydney’s lower north shore, its exclusive white mansions and quaint boat sheds nestled into gnarly, urban bush abutting the harbour,...