Helen McInerney
Helen McInerney is a career public servant, but one not as boring as most. She worked as a journalist on august titles including the Geelong Advertiser and the Cairns Post. She spent many of the ensuing years trying to do something a little less pressing so chose life in outback Australia as an interesting option – involving glamorous locales like Perth and the Torres Strait. At the back of her mind was the constant thought – what does one wear?
Articles by Helen McInerney
The 50-year-old bodybuilder
I’m standing on stage in front of a few hundred people wearing a tiny Swarovski crystal-covered bikini and six-inch Perspex…... Read more
How I started Ladies’ Day at Fred Brophy’s boxing tent
It’s not hard to get a fight in Fred Brophy’s boxing tent – the last travelling tent left in Australia,…... Read more
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The yips. It’s an old golf term which refers to golfers who lose the ability to putt. They stand…
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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
