Editorial The sesh. We’ve done it. Aunty Cindy has finally let the boys and I get fucking twisted again and I am so, so thankful for that. Seeing the boys
Editorial The sesh. We’ve done it. Aunty Cindy has finally let the boys and I get fucking twisted again and I am so, so thankful for that. Seeing the boys
Living by the moon to McDonald’s… “If we can’t control the food that we put in our mouths, what does that tell us about sovereignty?” – Prof Linda T. Smith,
Editorial You know what I miss? Tap Beer. The liquid gold that is usually either Waikato Draught or Speights for me. Usually consumed in cheap handles at the Hillcrest Tavern
Quarantine Diaries Week… 6? 7? 25? does it even matter anymore? My days have now developed a routine. At 9am I ask my son to get off his game and
Quarantine Diaries Dear diary, Day 35: We are almost seven weeks deep in lockdown, and in all honestly, I don’t know what’s going on anymore. The alert system has the
There are some moments where you remember exactly where you were and what you were doing. Like the exact nightmare I had the night after I watched Barbie and the
Sex In The Tron I’m currently nursing the kind of hangover where you’re literally suffering on every spiritual plane, i.e. physically (that would be the box and the baccy cones)
Life After Lockdown NEXUS CONTINUED TO EMBRACE ITS POST LOCKDOWN REALITY, BADGERING UNIVERSITY STAFF TILL THEY CONDUCTED A VIRTUAL INTERVIEW. THIS WEEK IT WAS SUZY FLOURIE FROM THE WELLBEING HUB
