Australian politics, society & culture


By Carmel Bird
Mount Wellington is a broad smudge of crushed rose silk glittering in the sunrise. The mountain seems close, partly by a trick of the light and partly because it actually is very close. It is Mother’s Day and the air is free of mist, alert with promise, as you look out the window of a small red-brick flat in west
Dobbing on Dr Raad
By Nicholas Shakespeare
It was a late April morning in 2001 and my wife had taken our seven-month-old son to the Swansea surgery for a routine jab – the final set of shots for whooping cough, diphtheria and tetanus. This was the first week of the new doctor and she was curious to see what he was like, or even if he would be there. It’s hard