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The day after ‘Straya Day

The house is dark, and quiet. It’s peaceful here at the moment — almost half-past midnight, so not entirely unexpected. I’ve googled for a reason to drink an admittedly small single-malt (antioxidants! protection from dementia!) and snuck into the bedroom to retrieve the bottle. “Cinematic Chillout” plays quietly in the background, my screen is suitably dimmed and I’m about as relaxed as I’m going to get. It’s the day after (what I insist on calling) ‘Straya Day, perhaps better known (and certainly better loved) as “The Hottest 100 countdown”. We had a pretty low-key one — apart from the music, we ate barbequed sausages and took turns napping and “swimming” in the tiny inflatable pool. Interestingly (well, if you’re into […]