On arrival in Sydney for a stint with the Centre for Independent Studies, I am ensconced in the bourgeois bohemia…

Not too much should be made of my enforced overnight under the stars, halfway down the western slope of Mt…

One of the advantages of filling a casual vacancy in the Senate is the short lead time between being chosen…

For seasoned consumers of Australian media, watching what are surely the last chapters of Fairfax as we know it be…

On a flight to Indonesia, I am seized by trepidation. In a previous life my flights north were often rushed…

I love Rome. I love how the old is woven into the new, so the ruins of some dead medieval…

As a lover of cricket and history, the chance to witness the first-ever day-night Test match was something I was…

‘We have really everything in common with America nowadays except, of course, language.’ As ever, Oscar Wilde was right. Block…

The final sitting week of parliament before Christmas is, well, very Christmassy. Drinks, lunches and dinners are happening everywhere. Meanwhile,…

What a long Parliamentary year it has been. But at last, as the Senate clock approaches midnight on the last…

The Paris climate conference venue is a sight to behold. Over 40,000 people crowd into the temporary venue created using…

Turnbull the blackbird has been obsessing me, stealing what’s not his. He’s hovering by a nest right outside my study…

It is not often that I feel sorry for a politician however Bill Leak’s portrait of Bill Shorten as a…