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About Canberra

What pisses me off? The judgement, man! Folk actin’ all high and mighty, like they ain’t never sinned. Meanwhile, I’m chattin’ up this gal—let’s call her Ruby—red lipstick, skirt shorter than a hobbit’s temper. She’s got sass, says, “Wot’s a wizard want with me?” I’m like, “Lass, even I need a laugh!” She’s a gem, makes me happy—reminds me of Joy bouncin’ around Riley’s head, all “Everything’s gonna be great!” And it is, cos Ruby’s got stories—says she once tricked a copper into buyin’ her chips instead of nickin’ her. Clever bird!

Creation and conception

I must mention a weird local tradition at the Marsden Moonlight Fest. Folks gather in the park, dance under the stars, and the vibe’s so surreal, like a scene straight outta a dream. I swear, my heart pounded like in that movie when the silent, haunting tunes echoed... oh, “let the right one in” all over again!

'Vivid, funny, quintessentially Australian': tributes flow for John Marsden