Sydney in the 1960s wasn't the exuberant multicultural metropolis it is today. Out in the city's western reaches days passed in a sun-struck stupor. In the evenings families gathered on their verandas waiting for the 'southerly buster' – the thunderstorm that would break the heat and leave the air cool enough to allow sleep.
We have newsreaders behaving like actors lowering their voices if it's a sad story as if we didn't know it's a sad story. There isn't a single cool newsreader.
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I've had fans come and knock on my door. I'm usually polite but I'm usually very direct and say 'It's not cool that you come here uninvited.'
