Winter’s End – House Stark’s pessimistic motto can go and mate with itself right not, because summer is well and truly on its way. Hurrah!
Spring Festivities – There is so much going on around the Eastern Suburbs this month and you can read all about it in the next hundred or so pages.
Finals Fever – It’s hard not to get excited when the finals action is hotting up and the Roosters, Rabbitohs and Swans are all in the mix.
Medjool Dates – Why did no one tell me how good these things are earlier? Goodbye chocolate, hello dates. Heaven has a new name!
Part-time Paleo – If you’re looking to lose kegs coming into summer, the paleo diet (wanky as it may be) is a sure-fire winner. For about a month.
Guns – Apparently gun ownership in the Eastern Suburbs is at an all time high,
and it has nothing to do with the number of gyms in the area.
Ashes to Ashes – Major Tom’s a junkie, Captain Clarke’s goose is cooked and Australian cricket is all but dead to me… until summer comes around.
Random Pissed Injuries – Not just an affliction of those in their early twenties, it seems – once a clumsy drunk, always a clumsy drunk.
Disrespectful Dog Owners – When your son steps in dog shit near a children’s playground twice in one week, it’s time to go on the warpath.
Online Renovations – Just thinking about updating the look, feel and functionality of The Beast website is making me anxious. Long live print!