Because I am responsible for some research at the University of Western Sydney, 2-3 times a year I fly 4000 km to Sydney, then catch a train out to Parramatta in the deep western suburbs of the city. On arrival I dump my kit and head down to the sushi bar or Vietnamese restaurant for dinner. I sit there on my lonesome, eat and read (see pic).
I get sad looks and people comment that they hope to n...




