The St Kilda Writers’ Festival is underway… and it would appear that my “expertise” is required for the Panel Topic: The New Diary on Sunday… THIS Sunday.
“Surely you knew you were going to be on the panel?”, I hear you ask.
Well… yes, BUT…- I’d completely forgotten about it until I saw it mentioned on the blog of a fellow panelist.
- I may have been sent emails regarding the festival, but they were probably sent to an email account I no longer have access to
Thankfully, I’m only one member of a panel, it’s a topic I’m comfortable with and my public speak has improved (somewhat) since my days at uni.
yes, vlado the emails went to your melbourneblogs.net address…what has happened to that site, by the way?
oh, you’ll be right for sunday, by the way — there’s 4 speakers so you might not even get a word in.
simon
what’s happened tp melbourneblogs.net? Can’t really say for sure… hope to sort that out sometime soon, if possible.
It’ll be a doddle Vlado.
Simon has to do all the work.
Being the sort of people who get up early on Sunday, the audience will be easily impressed.
“Being the sort of people who get up early on Sunday, the audience will be easily impressed.”
Heyyyy! Watch it!
What are kitchens for? Some of these dogbox dumbos never use them. They get up, get dressed, comb the hair, brush the teeth, get the car out and drive down the road to some cafe for their brekky. Programmed? You bet.
Robert – so we won’t see you there, I take it?
Oh, that’s right – gotta mow the lawn on Sunday morning!
Good luck mate!
Mr Flop, I don’t gotta do nothing. But I might have a dig in the garden; it’s exercise, and produces cucumbers. And tomatoes. Jogging is exercise, and produces nothing. Except stardom.