That’s it, I’ve peaked. As Will Smith once said, “I just can’t imagine what else I could do beyond this. It’s really a bittersweet kind of feeling”.
Surely there can be no higher honour as a writer than to have your column posted on someone’s fridge. For many people, their fridge door represents all the love in their heart. It’s the place for the things and people that are most important to you.
Lasting memories and reminders. And remarkably, amongst one lady’s most beloved photos was my scribblings, attached with a magnet that said “never give up”, which had a cartoon of a frog who’s being eaten by a stork while he’s strangling the bird. Journalism for the curious Australian across politics, business, culture and opinion.
The lady’s husband told me all about the display in their kitchen at a function this week and I was incredibly impressed. Never in my wildest dreams would I have thought my words would survive beyond the coffee table, but his wife had been interested enough in an article I wrote about things to do before you die to cut it out and stick it up where she could see it. At least, I think it was that column — the fella wasn’t quite sure, which led me to believe he might not be as enamoured with my musings as his wife.
But que sera, sera. You can’t be all things to all people, can you? And so, emboldened by one of my Being Barra columns living beyond a week, I decided I should now pontificate about a subject dear to my heart. I th.