Weekly Wrap – Stilgherrian

12 January 202514 January 2025

Weekly Wrap 763: Getting to the heart of the matter

In the middle distance, across a floodlit concrete area, is a brightly lit suburban railway station. On the left, people are waiting for rail replacement buses. A temporary yellow sign with black lettering lists the destinations. In the centre, a man in hi-viz and a white safety helmet stands watching it all, his hands clasped behind his back. In the distance, cross the tracks and behind the station, stand several modern apartment buildings. The tallest rises around 20 storeys, and to its left against the deep blue dusk sky is the Moon, three days from full.

My week of Monday 6 to Sunday 12 January 2025 was less productive than I’d hoped, but at least I got some planning done. That and I saw a very nice cardiologist.

05 January 202509 January 2025

Weekly Wrap 762: Starting a new year by looking at a century-old building

A six-storey art deco building, with a commercial ground floor, two floors of offices with bay windows, and two floors of residential apartments. It's painted an unassuming olive green, and kinda needs repainting again soon. It's a bright sunny day, and the streets around it are almost deserted.

My week of Monday 30 December 2024 to Sunday 5 January 2025 represented a transition from a shit year to a year which may be more shit or may be less shit. Either way, we made a podcast about the year that has been, and a bingo card for the year which is to come.

30 December 202401 January 2025

Weekly Wrap 761: What if your life was a pie?

On a grey city footpath someone has discarded a meat pie, but it can barely be seen beneath a frantic milling flock of around 22 grey feral pigeons.

Monday 23 to Sunday 29 December 2024 was my last full week for the year. I was wondering what photo to use for this final Weekly Wrap, and then Fate provided exactly what I needed. This discarded pie represents your world, Good People. Peck peck peck.

22 December 202430 December 2024

Weekly Wrap 760: Two podcasts, and for some reason a pub

A view across a city intersection on a rainy day. In the centre of the frame is the Great Southern Hotel, Sydney, a five-storey red-brick Art Deco construction nestled between an modern glass office building and a narrow Victorian-era four-storey business building. Two tram tracks run from behind the viewer through the intersection and to the right.

During my week of Monday 16 to Sunday 22 December 2024 I managed to knock off two podcast episodes, a newsletter, and a bunch of planning, despite suffering from a mild cold. I’m so pleased with myself that I’m posting a photo of a pub from five years ago.

16 December 202420 December 2024

Weekly Wrap 759: Am I the perfect parrot perch, perchance?

A male Australian king parrot, a medium-sized bird with a bright red head and belly with back and wings in various shades of green. He is standing on a man's left hand, the palm of which holds a selection of seeds to eat.

During my week of Monday 9 to Sunday 15 December 2024 a certain king parrot decided that I am now his feeding perch. I finally wrapped up the spring series of The 9pm Edict podcast. And my injuries continued to heal quite quickly. I’ll definitely tell you more about them soon.

09 December 202411 December 2024

Weekly Wrap 758: Fall down go splat, plus a train pic

Photo of a NSW TrainLink XPT power car number 2003 and its train on the platform at Orange station. Its sloped front has a single full-width window for the driver, and it’s painted blue with a yellow panel around the window and the three headlights at the top.

My week of Monday 2 to Sunday 8 December 2024 was dominated by the experience of me falling and breaking my face on Tuesday night. I’ll tell you more about that in a blog post very soon, although you may well have learned enough from my socials. But on the plus side my summer crowdfunder was successful. Hurrah!