Fred Pawle
Fred Pawle is the only journalist in history to go straight from a job interviewing Home Girls at The Picture men’s magazine to a sub-editing gig at the Financial Review.
It is emblematic of his absurdly diverse career, covering fashion, business and sport magazines, newspapers and websites across the nation. In 2007 he was nominated for a Waklley for a story he wrote for STAB surfing magazine about Matt Branson, the first pro surfer to come out as gay.
Fred now edits Executive Lifestyle on theaustralian.com.au
Articles by Fred Pawle
Obama is no King, just a Fudd of a President
Imagine for a second that you had mastered the impersonation of some forgotten 1960s cartoon character - let’s say, for…... Read more
ABC drops the F-bomb
Until last week, I thought the silliest casualty of modern warfare was the word “bomb”, which in many news reports…... Read more
Boofhead league players shouldn’t surf on my wave
When Ben Hannant appeared at his door this week to reveal he had played Origin while suffering from swine flu,…... Read more
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The humourless hysteria of the holier-than-thou
In I Spit On Your Grave, a young woman is gang raped in a remote woodland. She is beaten and tortured…
Cash mobs aren’t so flash
For a moment in the mid-naughties, they were the coolest of all cool social media-fuelled meme-thingos.…
If we wanted reality, we’d turn off the television
“Some day, far into the future, this here machine will become a powerful medium with the potential…
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From: Punch on: Open thread 09/02/2012
marley says:
I'm one of the older ones, so I've certainly seen a few changes in my time. When I started school I learned to write with a nib pen, dipped in an inkwell (no, I'm not kidding). My mother became a dab hand at getting inkstains out of my clothes. Flicking ink at one another in the classroom was an essential… [read more]From: I’d rather have a piece of toast than listen to crap lyrics
Erick says:
Led Zeppelin are responsible for my all-time favourite mixed metaphor: "There you sit, sit and stare, like a book on a shelf rusting." (Misty Mountain Hop) I laugh every time I hear it. Hmmm, I believe I've decided what to play on the way to work today. [read more]Gentle jabs to the ribs
No wuckin forries. These nuckin futs are tuckin fops
Well, puck me with a fitchfork. The F-word is apparently an acceptable part of Australian speech. That’s… Read more
