Freedom is ...

After six long years of employment by the taxpayers of Australia I have finally emerged blinking into the light of the post parliamentary life - and the sun feels good.

Whilst its probably an exaggeration to compare my time as a parliamentary staffer to being captive in an Austrian basement by a deranged incestuous mustache wearer, the sensation of liberation is nonetheless real.

Now that the pesky employment thing is out of the way I am able to concentrate on the real business of not working. I will of course try and apply myself to this most important of human activities with all the British gumption I can muster - stay glued to see how I go...