TIMES THEY ARE A CHANGING

Dear Alice, Well Teacher Mum is out tonight having dinner with five men she met on the Internet, Tris is asleep in bed and Elliott is somewhere north of here, sleeping over. I guess I’m feeling a bit lonely really. So I thought I’d write to you, who’s, errr… away for a year! Ahh well, there’s always the dog. He’s not much company though. Upside down in the lounge, legs rudely...

THE LAUGHING POLICEMAN

Dear Alice, Well it’s probably a long way from your consciousness, but it still burns brightly in mine. This week however, I have had little choice but to concede defeat and pay your $50 train fine. I really have done all I can to get leniency from the computer robots at the State Debt Recovery Office. Due to a small technicality though, they have simply refused to budge or respond like human beings ought. Each of...