Storytelling has always been at the heart of the queer community. We have been sharing stories for centuries, creating our own histories, disrupting and reinventing conventional ideas about narrative, family, love and community in a world that, until recently, silenced or camouflaged our lived experiences.Read More
I’m aware this opening paragraph sounds like the prologue before a descent into a story about intergenerational alcoholism. It’s not. It’s just about how much I love pubs.Read More
There have been a couple of times in my life where I didn’t feel the joy of connection for years. I’m not going to go all Freudian but it’s definitely my mother’s faultRead More
‘Hey kids!’ That’s how a child greeted my boyfriend, Jim, and I on a beach at our two-year anniversary. I’m really not sure how old the child thought we were, and we were too confused to reply.Read More
As the acronym for the LGBT community grows and expands to become more inclusive and accepting, I can’t help but feel it doesn’t quite fit me, or for that matter, anyone whose ability differs even slightly from the norm.Read More
I should have worn my clerical collar to tell this story. My beloved partner, Ali, was not a church person but she thought I looked sexy in a clerical collar.
I want to tell you part of my story as the Minister of the Pitt Street Uniting Church in the city from 1986 to 1988.Read More
A few years ago I was invited to speak at a feminist congress in Costa Rica. Latin American feminists do these events well. There is a famous series of encuentros that bring together women from across the continent. There is a bit of ceremony, a bit of speechmaking, a lot of debate.Read More