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Men Shopping with Women : The Unwritten Taboo
I wrote before about being a stylist in training for my partner. And I had my successes and mainly failures. But I learnt lots. Especially about shoes. I now know good quality from bad. I know what does and doesn’t work fashion wise. And still stumble and fall. But unwittingly I stumbled on a taboo […]
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Whatever You Do: Don’t Sit Down!
I don’t stand outside the dress or shoe shop when my partner enters. I follow her in. It is the option of least boredom. I feel quite silly hanging out like I’m loitering with intent or stalking or something. But it has some advantages. One or two occasions I chose a dress or coat which […]
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The Happiness Test
After a break up I was asked what happened! Here are the questions that match the answers: Do I make the other person happy? Does the other person make me happy? Do I want to make the other person happy? Does the other person want to make me happy?
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The Empathy Gene
Several years ago, my three year old son asked me the question I will never forget. “Daddy, are you happy?” And that time, my marriage had completely disintegrated. I wasn’t happy. Almost silenced, I think I said yes. But he knew I wasn’t happy. I mean how could he know? Why would he ever ask? Did I father […]
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Father and Daughter : Spiders and Cobwebs
Yesterday when I got home from work I couldn’t check my post box or even open my front gate. My way was blocked. By a little girl standing in front of my house. Who of course was no threat. She didn’t even notice I was there. She was busy staring quite intently at the front […]
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Kokoda: Courage, Endurance, Mateship and Sacrifice
Not as regularly as I should, I travel to and then walk Melbourne’s Kokoda Track Memorial Walk (1000 Steps) at Ferntree Gully at the foot of the Dandenong Ranges. In the last few months, the track has been refurbished and renovated. Now at the entrance to the track is a memorial recording the Kokoda Track’s history covering […]
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Business Class and Back Again
At last I’m on the flight home from Canberra. The flight was late, it was cold and raining and there seemed to be more people and luggage than the plane could hold…. The seat on my right was the last one left. And then two people, a lady and gentleman, came down the aisle. And […]
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Andrew James Whalan 