GR OnlineTHE SOUTHERLY BLEW seawater over the runway. Grey foam streamed down the rocks at Moa Point and our tin roof squealed. On Lyall Bay beach the wind whipped the sand up into vicious twisters and spouts of swirling black...

EssayMOST WAR MEMORIALS are made from stone. This one is made from paper: ten original sketches drawn in ink, pen and coloured pencil and stuck in a velvety leather autograph album with cornflour-and-water glue, three Christmas cards, four letters...

GR OnlineROAD BUILDERS MADE me slow down. The Surf Highway switched from bitumen to shingle. The hire car, a shiny, gutless tangerine bubble, struggled along as smooth turned to rough. Slow. Stop. Slow. Men in fluoro orange safety vests were...

EssayFROM DEEP INSIDE the tunnel, a tinny engine revs. It’s Storm Man, half Ned Kelly, half Phantom, a living mascot for all us losers. He bursts out onto the Anzac Day green of Melbourne’s Etihad Stadium, lime quad bike...