Writers block during the finals: I blame KISS
I hate writers block. It doesn’t happen often, but when it does I’ll sit down for an hour and write eight words. Only two will be in the right order.
Given the weekend was filled with sport, it is the worst time to get writers block, but I know the signs.
The port stays sealed
A few years ago I inherited a bottle of Richmond’s 1980 premiership port. I don’t follow the Tigers, but my grandparents did. I have fond memories of listening to the footy at their house. It’s no surprise I have a soft spot for Richmond.
The bottle of port is tucked away in a case. It won’t be opened until Richmond wins another grand final, which won’t be anytime soon.