The Sydney-based company was named Startup of the Year at the annual gala event in Sydney on September 10, standing out in a stacked category that included sustainable textile manufacturer Xefco, quantum sensing startup Nomad Atomics and telehealth platform...
Somewhere in the mid-sixties, a lot of people go quiet at the dinner table. They still turn up. They still laugh in the right places. But the long arguments about politics, or about who was actually right about the...
The sold out awards dinner with 220 guests heard from entrepreneur turned federal MP Allegra Spender who discussed risk and purpose in building startups in Australia.
“Startups are about two things – it’s taking a big risk, and that’s a...
Sunday afternoon, about four. Rent paid. Nobody sick. My dog asleep across one foot, in a patch of sun it took him twenty minutes to locate and claim.
And there I was, running the audit. What have I forgotten. Who...
Someone asks what you charge. There is a pause. Then a number leaves your mouth that is about thirty percent below the one you rehearsed in the shower, and you hear yourself adding that the rate is flexible before...
A thumbs-up emoji turns up four hours late at the bottom of a group chat that has already moved on. Someone announced a promotion that morning. Everybody else piled in with exclamation marks and offers of drinks, and one...
Everybody attributes the phrase to the Act. Procurement documents cite it. Vendors promise it. Compliance decks put it on a slide with the article number next to it.
Article 14 does not contain it. Not once, and neither does it...
There’s a specific kind of quiet that only turns up at family gatherings.
Someone who runs meetings for a living, who will happily argue with a stranger about football, who is funny at dinner parties, goes oddly flat the moment...
Somewhere after thirty, the guest list gets shorter. Fewer birthday drinks. Fewer group chats that survive the calendar year. Fewer people worth crossing a city for on a Tuesday.
Most people read that as a character flaw. Gone boring. Gone...
A friend rang me at two in the morning, Bangkok time, which meant it was a civilised hour wherever he was and a criminal one where I was. He was forty-six. He had the job, the flat, the marriage,...
