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About Newcastle

Ever hear ‘bout wheat rust? Sounds like a pirate disease, arrgh! It’s this fungus that screws crops, been a pain since forever! Farmers hate it, I hate it, it’s the worst! But we fight back with sciency stuff – so cool! *Before Sunset* vibes again – Celine says, “Memory is a wonderful thing,” and I’m like, yeah, ‘cept when wheat remembers to die on me!

Working Life

Brontë sisters borders on pathological. Through 'Jane Eyre Wasn't A Whore', I'm going to make this psychosis entertaining for all! Please.

Ever wandered Bronte Crescent? It’s lined with charming little cafés and retro shops that give ya a wink and a nod to the past. Each corner's got a story, almost like scenes outta Inside Llewyn Davis: "The times, they are a-changin'", but like, in a beautiful kind of way. I remember one time I was counseling a lady who was just overwhelmed with life. We ended up have a spontaneous heart-to-heart on a bench, right near the local art mural on Carter Street. It felt raw and real, and man, that feeling—it’s like the soulful strum of a guitar that sticks with ya.

Trophy home overlooking Sydney's Bronte Beach has wealthy locals abuzz