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  • Dec 6, 2024 | smh.com.au | Paul Connolly |Louise Rugendyke |Katrina Strickland

    By Paul Connolly, Louise Rugendyke, Katrina Strickland, Frances Mocnik and Melissa Singer December 6, 2024 — 4.01pm, register or subscribe to save articles for later. Add articles to your saved list and come back to them any time. Joining a group of friends in a bar, I’d barely raised my glass when one asked, “What did you do today?” “Not much,” I replied. My default answer didn’t cut it. Questions came at me like bees. What time did you get up? What was the first thing you did?

  • Sep 6, 2024 | smh.com.au | Jonathan Seidler |Paul Connolly |David Leser |Barry Divola

    By Jonathan Seidler, Paul Connolly, David Leser, Barry Divola, Damien Woolnough and David Swan September 6, 2024 — 3.50pm, register or subscribe to save articles for later. Add articles to your saved list and come back to them any time. Bored out of our brains during lockdown, Australians bought a lot of things we didn’t need – and one consumer good we bought in record numbers was, well, records.

  • Jun 18, 2024 | smh.com.au | Greg Callaghan |David Swan |Paul Connolly

    Is the mobile phone reducing our fitness along with our attention spans? Credit: Getty Images I see them all the time at my gym: the phone drones. Mr Grey Crew-Cut on the leg press, pushing out a desultory set of reps before reaching for his phone and descending into yet another YouTube or Insta black hole.

  • Mar 15, 2024 | smh.com.au | Paul Connolly

    Johnny had never been one to stifle a fart. The kids had followed suit. To Rebecca, it often seemed as if an ensemble of deranged trumpeters was loose in the house. Exasperated, she announced a new house rule: "You have to go outside to fart.""But I'll be outside more than I'm inside," Johnny complained. He and the boys complied, however, and some nights they'd be outside for ages, pulling each other's fingers and roaring with laughter.

  • Mar 7, 2024 | smh.com.au | Paul Connolly

    Save Add articles to your saved list and come back to them any time. Got it Liam's limping entrance was spotted by his daughter. "Mum! Dad's hurt himself at soccer. Again!"Gratuitous, he thought, easing himself onto the couch. Nikki arrived momentarily. "What is it this time?" she sighed. "Calf," he groaned through his whitening beard. "Liam, this is getting ridiculous," she replied. What's ridiculous, he thought as Nikki went to the freezer, was the sumptuous pass he'd made to set up Gaz.

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