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My least favourite thing
Age journalists and writers share their humorous, poignant and thought-provoking tales about the objects in their lives that they just can’t seem to get rid of.
I love my toy racing cars, but I think they’re ruining my dating life
Is it a thing of beauty or a ridiculous relic? Karl Quinn just can’t decide, but he knows that slot-car racing set is just too damn big.
- Karl Quinn
- Opinion
I thought a goat herder’s coat would help me fit in with the locals
It is part cape, part coat, short sleeves, no buttons, two pockets either side. It is made of rough wool and feels more like an artistic reshaping of a hessian bag.
- Warwick McFadyen
- Opinion
My Catholicism lapsed long ago, so why can’t I let go of the relics?
Sometimes logic doesn’t explain the hidden feelings and belief systems we carry in our hearts, or the sentiment we ascribe to certain items.
- Caroline Zielinski
- Opinion
I’ve never been able to wink, and Nonna’s creepy rabbit never let me forget it
No one in my family remembers where the porcelain rabbit money box came from, only that it has always been there.
- Hannah Kennelly
- Opinion
My impossible choice: A kitchen Ferrari versus a retro model leaking motor oil
“Is it from a packet?” was my grandmother’s grandest insult upon tasting a cake baked by her progeny.
- Melissa Singer
- Opinion
I have magic pants that once transformed me. For many reasons, they now haunt me
Each time I buttoned them up I felt transformed from a twenty-something aspiring writer to a fully-fledged adult who knew things.
- Nova Weetman
- Opinion
There is literally a word for the chaos of my desk. If I could just find the Roget’s
My collection of books, newspapers and other stuff has been growing very satisfactorily, despite the hopes of executives who introduced hot-desking.
- Tony Wright
- Opinion
When Heather was dying, questions formed in my mind that I had never entertained
There are three immovable orange objects in my house. One is very soft, one is very comfortable, and the third is a cheap piece of plastic that no one else would give a second thought.
- Maher Mughrabi
- Opinion
My parents feared earrings would corrupt me – I didn’t listen
Each orphan earring I own is a relic in my personal museum - the aftermath of an attempt at a micro-reinvention or a relationship break-up.
- Lily Chan
- Opinion
My hobby’s not the same without my huge, heavy, ugly wingman
It can be a massive hassle, but I’ve never gone without at least one CRT TV in my house. The hardest part is choosing which one to keep.
- Tim Biggs
- Opinion
For years, I’ve asked my husband to ditch his CD collection. Then I sifted through it
I gave away my own CD collection when we moved into our house 12 years ago. My hoarder husband was having none of it.
- Cara Waters
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