Stories of varying weight
MTAF Weekend Omnibus
Hello! Here comes the Saturday edition of More Than A Feilding, catching you up on anything you may have missed.
Not a story
Yesterday I happily quoted the Prime Minister without fact-checking him and sure enough, it turns out his numbers were all to hell. It’s not four kg of Royal Commission report, it’s fourteen.
Four kilograms of pain
Today, a 4 kilogram report will be delivered to Parliament. We know this is what the report of the Royal Commission of Inquiry into Abuse in State and Faith-based Care weighs, because our Prime Minister told us so.
A friend in uncertain times
Day one of the solo leg of my long journey home begins with my favourite sound: footfalls in an empty street. 5.00 am and it’s already light and already too warm, almost. If I can make the train that leaves Budapest later this hour I could be in Belgrade by nightfall; assuming the necessary ticket kiosks for the necessary trains will be open, and also as…
Peril, dismay, resolution
This afternoon we rolled into Budapest to bring to a close our ride across Europe. We did 144 km yesterday, severe heat messages coming in from the weather app as we bounced along unformed Hungarian back roads and a road strip strewn with fallen trees from an overnight tornado. Somewhere into all of that bounced my wallet. This is never convenient, and…
Oh Vienna
Nothing can warm your heart like the sight of your daughter stepping off a train. Mary-Margaret arrived on Saturday to ride with us to Vienna.