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Harry Vaughan (Pop) 1928 – 2017

I’m keeping this brief, Pop, because I know that’s what you wanted. And I’m honoring your wishes even though I’d like to create a more worthy ‘song and dance’. You’ve always baulked public attention and avoided any kind of fuss made in your direction. I noticed right...

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Families Are Like Fingerprints!

It’s been a big week, even for this family. Media headlines arising from the recent study by the Australian Institute of Family Studies into stay-at-home-Dads include ‘Working Mums Putting Stay-At-Home-Dads To Shame’, ‘Stay-At-Home-Dads Do Less Housework, Childcare’...

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The Red Pill: Misogyny Free

Yesterday at an Australian screening of the documentary, The Red Pill, there was yet another protest to shut it down. The Red Pill has now been cancelled in most cinemas around Australia on the back of protesting and signature-gathering from a small group of feminists...

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Maki: Centre Stage

Happy Fifth Birthday! Maki, Five years is not long at all, really, but there’s this strange thing that happens whenever I think of you. Time fades and the years merge and even when I’m way back inside my memory, as far as I can go, or as forward into the future as I...

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Book Review: And You May Find Yourself

This is a moving and engaging book with moments of hilarity and a real ability to engage. I thought about this book throughout the day and looked forward to getting back to it at night. I lost hours of sleep because it was so hard to put it down. It’s atmospheric and...

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The In-Betweens

I’m a smiling melancholic driving through the suburbs with no real destination in mind and a quick look in the rear vision mirror reminds me that I’m all by myself with six empty seats behind me and that in itself is a sign that the times are changing. Archie Lewis...

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The Assistant

"She held me spellbound in the night, Dancing shadows and firelight..." ~ Witchy Woman, the Eagles A really great Date Night where RM and I laid on our giant Ottoman together drinking and eating and basking in the glare of the Plasma as we watched Boy Meets Girl on...

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What Men Talk About In Gyms # 3

We’re approaching the end of our regular Wednesday night weight session in my home gym and after some bench pressing madness and some heavy sets of 5 on the Pendlay Rows, Greeny heads home and there’s only friend and Psychologist Nige and I left, finishing off the...

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The Post Baby Blues

I’m washing our slick new frypans with slow circular strokes and listening to Together In Electric Dreams, because it fits with my low mood, when RM sidles up behind me and holds her iPhone out with a video already queued and playing.  I’ve been down since we...

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The Jackson Four

RM and I are sitting in the school’s media room and we’ve just watched and clapped Archie and Lewis’s performance at their mini piano concert and right at this very minute Tyson’s playing 'Hot Cross Buns' on the piano in front of teachers, parents and sixty of his...

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‘Meet Me In The Middle Of The Night…

 …and let me hear you say everything's alright' ~ Romeo's Tune, Steve Forbert ~~ I’ve been feeding my need for melodrama with Bob Seger and Cyndi Lauper and Johnny Hates Jazz and it’s that – as much as my concern for Reservoir Mum – that’s led me to write...

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The Undead Possum

Uncle Dave’s taking Tyson and Maki on a special trip to the park with cousin Dylan and so Reservoir Mum and I are out front helping him to buckle the kids into their booster seats when I notice a man – early twenties, black jeans, designer jacket – standing on our...

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The House Keeper Diaries – Entry Two

It’s 7.50am and I’m streaming 70s-80s-90s classics from YouTube to the Plasma to give myself some disco-burn and to blanket some of the noise coming from the raging Archie-Lewis-Tyson-Maki cacophony because they’re really working me over this morning.  Shika,...

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It’s Cold on the Porch

The boys are in bed after beating me in Uno for the seventh night in a row. I’m sore as hell from upping my weights in the gym and can hardly turn around to look at my glutes in the mirror. I can’t stop our dog Ekko from pissing all over our concreted backyard. I...

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Here For Me

There’s the buzz of the fridge and then the wind is gusty outside our home and during the times it dies away I can hear cars in the distance and think of the people inside them; the families they might be driving towards or away from; the suburbs filled with thousands...

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Up Yours

Twenty-five years of terrorising my whiny body into submission through my sport of choice, powerlifting, combined with ten years of bed-hopping onto the wafer-thin mattresses of my night-walking children has overlapped thirty years of writing at desks and tables and...

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It’s Not Warm When She’s Away

*Continued from Ain't No Sunshine When She's Gone The pick up from the airport is several kinds of madness starting with the wrapped-in-a-straight-jacket-talking-to-the-wall kind because the traffic is intense and Maki fell asleep as I did the one minute pick-up area...

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Ain’t No Sunshine When She’s Gone

In 2010 Archie accompanied Reservoir Mum to America for one of her conferences while I home-bodied around with eighteen-month-old Tyson and three-year-old Lewis and then in 2014, when Lewis was seven, he got his chance at a one-on-one trip with Mum when she flew to...

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The Very Happy Guinea Pig Named Feliz

It’s 10.30pm and I’ve just about finished making the school lunches for tomorrow and I’m chuckling, a little disbelieving, at a report I just heard on the radio. A study has found, apparently, that sixty per cent of women over forty have a low sex drive and no longer...

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Le Freak, the SPD Steed

Maki’s waving a domino in the air like it’s as valuable as a backstage pass to a Rick Astley concert and running ahead, semi-sliding across the muddied-up grassy expanse between the school buildings and the play equipment. I’m shouting ‘slow down Maki’ with the rhythm...

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A Belated Mother’s Day Present

Dear Reservoir Mum, I love watching Lewis play Under 9s footy, even at 8.30 in the morning, but that was some seriously tumultuous weather.  The fact that Lewis seemed to have a great time is not the only factor to take into account here.  The wind was...

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Amazed, Forgiven, Happy

It’s 1.55pm Friday afternoon and I’ve been fanging the Tarago through red lights and overtaking trams into oncoming traffic and generally shitting myself while singing Queen's Radio Gah-Gah  – which is on repeat – to keep three year old Maki from focussing...

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Lining the Pockets of a Monster?

My latest article for News.com.au. Here's a snippet: Long before he stepped in the ring yesterday, promoters, commentators, reporters, and even many spectators, knew about Mayweather's shocking history of beating up women, seven of them by some estimates. They...

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Bewildered By Our Luck

We’re smack bang in the middle of the mad morning rush and Reservoir Mum is dressed in her corporate garb and pursing her lips at me for a goodbye kiss and its as our mouths press together to combine my undiluted hell-pit morning breath with her world-ready minty...

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About The Northern Dads Group

For all inquiries into The Northern Dads Group please email reservoirdad@gmail.com and visit the Northern Dads Facebook Page. Return to this tab for more articles and posts and general chit-chat. ~~ The Northern Dads Group was established back in the year 2000 when a...

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The Self-Examination Diaries: Entry One

Oh my God. I’m forty one. And even though my abs remain stubbornly visible, and despite a recent survey of two people confirming that my erections over the past year have been some of my hardest ever, I cannot deny the obvious signs of aging – I’m listening to Radio...

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Male Under Review

Trent’s a councillor comedian and George is a biophysicist currently working at the Zoo and I’m a bald pinkish writer unsure of where I fit on the autistic spectrum because I’ve never been tested and this meeting we’ve organised could amount to something; something...

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Farewell Old Coles: A Party To Remember

BUMP!! The new Summerhill Shopping Centre with its Coles and Kmart and Aldi and Brumby's Bakery, which opened yesterday, is really going to bring the Reservoir/Kingsbury area into the realm of 'UPPER CLASS'. I'm going to show you how next week. But before that I...

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