Well as everyone knows in Byron… it’s obligatory to read The Echo classifieds each week. Why? Well we just do! It’s the place to find out who’s in town to offer some new fandangle healing help, who’s just left (in the heavenly fashion) for greener pastures, who’s offering a good deal in rental (sadly this is rare these days), and who’s offering a job that is marginally more interesting than the usual retail, hospitality and bookkeeping options! So it was with great delight to find this ad in the ‘positions vacant’ section for a Market Parking Manager at the Mullumbimby Farmers Markets. The thing is… I’m just not sure why they need someone to have knowledge of recycling, composting and worm farms whilst directing traffic???? But hey… it is Mullm after all.
‘Just what is the attraction to names pilfered from ancient cultures, cultures as relevant to Byron Bay as a ‘Swim Between The Flags’ sign is to the citizens of Atlantis?’
When we arrived in Byron Bay ten years ago, the de facto, Prue, phoned a local computer crowd to discuss her bits and bytes. The dude she was dealing with, called himself Sagaro. Prue, who harbours an overly inquisitive nature, stated ‘That’s an interesting name. Where is it from?’. He simply replied, “It means Ocean”, leaving her none the wiser as to whether he was one of us or something related to ET. A week later we found ourselves at a ‘Sunnyasin’ party where we met an entire flock of ‘Sagaros’. Whilst Varij, Pavita and Roti were all very friendly, we felt like The Murdoch’s at a Truth Convention. We learnt then that the Sannyasins were followers of the Indian guru, Osho (a Jesus with baggage), and that they came to the area for The Nimbin Aquarius Festival in the early 70’s. In search of free love, enlightenment and sizeable chunks of prime real estate, it’s debatable how much enlightenment they found, but they certainly paid nothing for their love or real estate. Continue reading →
“…it appears I’m about to spend this entire class just trying to log on.”
My very first ‘Social Media For Business’ class at the ACE Community College in Mullumbimby, and of course, out of ten students, I’m the bunny who knows bugger-all about Facebook … the bottom rung on the social media ladder. What’s worse, I’m in front of a PC for the first time and unable to find the button that turns the damn thing on (a sad reminder of my first dating experience). My pain is exacerbated by a competitive streak wider than Ian Thorpe’s fin-span. I don’t do classroom-loser well. This can be attributed to chocolate, for in my primary school days whole blocks of the stuff were the learning enticement to win at everything from Times Tables to Let’s Find Wally. Even now, in my fifties, I’m convinced being first to finish a yoga class will fast-track my enlightenment. Continue reading →
“Santa was about to present me with Tommy tumor, a colostomy bag, and a possible text message saying tidy up your affairs” Mick Malloy
Mick Malloy is joining the team of Very Byron this week as a regular contributor. We have high expectations of Mick since he recently won The Echo‘s ‘Best Letters to the Editor’ award. However, before you become familiar with his quick draw pen and humorous anecdotes on life in Byron, we thought we would introduce his darker side ie moonlights as the Managing Director of Screws ‘n Bolts Handyman Services. We dropped in on him this week for a ‘look-see’ and found an on-the-job stand up comedian. We hope you enjoy the laugh as much as we did. Of course the interview is much more serious!!!
We had to double-check which Michael Malloy we were interviewing because there are two of you in the Byron area. You must have had a laugh over that?
Yeah, I’d say I’m the only dude who can claim to have found himself within a week of arriving in Byron. When we arrived we rocked up to the Writers Festival where we ran into a volunteer with my name pinned to his shirt. In terms of surnames, the spelling of mine is unusual (Malloy) … so I’m lookin at this bloke actually wondering if he was like me. Can you believe that? He sure as hell didn’t look like me and as it turned out, he was very high profile. A few years later he started copping flak over some of the politically charged letters I was writing to The Echo, so much so, he had to write in to say he wasn’t me. To help him out I started calling myself Mick Malloy, but then people confused me with the Melbourne comedian, Mick Molloy, a dude who is half my height, twice my weight and ten times funnier. Continue reading →
Recent adventures inland to interview another fab local took Melinda and Prue along St Helena Road. Now we all know this road is a pothole ridden disaster and we do promise, we were driving very byron, very slow… but alas our first love (Prue’s newly acquired VW Golf) fell victim to one of them. STOP!!!!… well the car did of its own accord and left us stranded. A knight in ‘not so shining’ four wheel drive armour, aka Matt the turkey man (from the Byron Farmers Market), thankfully stopped to give two bloffers (fluffy bloggers) roadside assistance. A few hours later, with lots of laughter, we bring you a bit of video fun and our first You Tube post. (Note… the delicious muffins were from Byron Muffin Men)