So this weekend we went out to the Brash and Sassy EP launch at Manhattan’s. It was an excellent show. The fashion, the beats and the on-stage banter were all quite brash and, further to that, extremely sassy. On the other hand, the place was awash with hipsters and the support acts were way dull. We left early to pick up Tom and Eleesha’s kid from the babysitter.

On Saturday we watched some dvds, drank some beer and ate some instant-setting jelly. It was basically ideal.

Today my friend Kate invited me out to lunch with some of her friends. She hangs with a pretty diverse crowd, and including the two of us there were only three Australians there out of twelve people. They had some good food and were very friendly, although it is a bit hard for a reserved Australian like me to get a word in when the jovial, outsize Israelis are yakkin it up.

After that I did a 20k bike ride, which I’m pleased to say is starting to feel like a very short distance. Then I finished off a short story I was writing and did some ironing. Good weekend, I say.

In other news, Lucy was going to write a list of things she wanted to do before the age of 30, but didn’t make a very good start, so I’m wondering: what are the things that really should go on the list? The ‘Murtaugh list,’ shall we say. Because it’s only a couple of years before I’m thirty.