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Five relationships, five endings, and a running theme of appalling timing. From a teenage misstep with the phrase “I love you” to a textbook marriage and its quiet unravelling, to a permanent move to Melbourne that lasted seven months — a candid accounting of the men and women I have loved, and lost.
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Five relationships, five endings, and a running theme of appalling timing. From a teenage misstep with the phrase “I love you” to a textbook marriage and its quiet unravelling, to a permanent move to Melbourne that lasted seven months — a candid accounting of the men and women I have loved, and lost.
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A big fish in a small pond, then a medium fish in a much bigger one. Boards, committees, twelve years on InterPride, and a slow disconnect from community that nobody warns you about. Then illness, solitude, and a hard-won mantra: no expectations, no disappointments. Community service, in full.
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A big fish in a small pond, then a medium fish in a much bigger one. Boards, committees, twelve years on InterPride, and a slow disconnect from community that nobody warns you about. Then illness, solitude, and a hard-won mantra: no expectations, no disappointments. Community service, in full.
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A drag queen who could actually lip sync. A Pride board colleague, sweet-souled and now quietly absent. A nightclub instant-friendship with a man of shared politics, shared complications, and a quick temper that has occasionally misfired. Three Elizabeths, a Daddy, and twenty-two years of Melbourne friendship in all its imperfect glory.
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Brett Hayhoe reflects on his complex relationship with his father in a compelling memoir. He explores the distance created by his parents’ separation and the small, impactful memories that linger. The narrative highlights childhood experiences, the absence of grandparents, and a poignant moment with cigarettes, ultimately revealing an inheritance of memories and unresolved emotions.
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A first big trip. A mother and son on Queensland Rail, heading south to visit family. A cousin with a church group and an enormous quantity of alcohol. A homecoming that went badly wrong. A holiday cut short and a train back to Cairns — rather sooner than planned.
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Brett reflects on a father he barely knew — caravan park weekends, cutting jibes, and the ditties that somehow outlasted the harsher memories. A story of a difficult relationship, an early death from lung disease, and the stolen cigarettes that started Brett’s own decades-long health battle.
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A chat floor. A flight to Melbourne. A week in a motel and a tram ride through a city neither of them lived in together for long. What followed was a friendship of twenty-five years — irregular, occasionally fractious, and entirely genuine. Until, recently, it wasn’t.
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