Culture

By Anonymous (not verified) , 7 February, 2026
The Lady in the Pink Hat
I was 10 years old when I first saw The Lady in the Pink Hat. I was deemed old enough to ride my bike down to the local Hungry Jack’s, a $10 note stuffed deep in the front pocket of my Kmart jeans. Sometimes I would see if my friend Sam from down the road wanted to join, but mostly I would go alone.
By Anonymous (not verified) , 31 January, 2026
Not Sydney’s harbour lights
where we dine at the Opera House
in Bennelong
who was a bridge, looking onto a bridge.
A young couple is engaged
taking the customary photo
of another sparkler, a woman’s hand
placed on the chest of a man.