Mark Stevens's Blog

Here are some of the things I’ve learned about myself, thanks in part to the Hottie. I’m far less patient than I first thought Despite honourable intentions, I rarely deliver on dinner invitations I suck when it comes to saying... More

Death Star Canteen I love Lego.  Like most boys my age, I played with it as a kid.  Admittedly, I was seduced by model cars and parlour games before too long and my building days soon hit a wall.  Thirty... More

I love Lego.  Like most boys my age, I played with it as a kid.  Admittedly, I was seduced by model cars and parlour games before too long and my building days hit a wall.  Thirty years would pass before... More

A LOT HAS CHANGED IN 18 YEARS Our 18 year anniversary. According to the Hottie, the ‘material’ to commemorate this year is diamond.  (it’s been her material of choice every year since we were married) We’d planned a night away.... More

I was sitting at traffic lights recently, when I saw a woman pushing a pram on the footpath. Thousands did.  It was a busy main road. She strode along in a fashion that suggested she meant business.  Her face however, was... More

Good men are mighty creations. My Father-in-Law has been one of life’s great men as long as I’ve known him, and – according to the steady stream of visitors he is receiving these days – he was in the years... More

My wife is hilarious.  Sometimes intentionally.  Often inadvertently.  On a spectrum of personality types, ours must be kilometres apart. ME Flighty. Odd. Vague. Frustrating. Illogical. Loves cooking. Consumes cheese in moderation. Assembles items based on intuition.                      THE HOTTIE Loves jewellery. Solid and dependable.... More

The morning was all going brilliantly.  I started drafting a text to the Hottie – who was away for a few days – to nonchalantly brag that there’d been no ‘incidents’ that morning.  I’ll say that again – NO incidents. ... More

Gandhi never had weeks like this, I think, as I roll in to the cavernous church hall with the other parents.  (Gandhi did of course – I am simply in a foul mood). I’ve arrived straight from work.  Late from... More

Funnel Web Spiders look nasty.  They’re black, compact, built for death and rear up on their hind legs like grizzly bears when provoked.  So I can understand why someone who’s never met a Funnel Web would instinctively sense danger upon... More