MarcelloA date at a food market ended in humiliationFrom gobbling odd food in backstreet eateries, to dancing a little sober dance at a little sober dance class — the pressure is always…Nov 30, 2018Nov 30, 2018
Marcello4. I tried to charm an icy colleagueThe following day at work, I turned my attention to my other great pastime: trying to befriend my icy work colleagues. Jess dismisses the…Nov 30, 2018Nov 30, 2018
MarcelloThe Horror of the ‘Toy Cafe’Close to my house, in a very working class neighbourhood, there is a cafe that caters almost exclusively to families with children. The…Nov 28, 2018Nov 28, 2018
Marcello3. My date was glued to her phone all nightKaren came back from the bathroom smiling. She sat down and flicked her hair with her glowing iPhone in hand. We were in a malodorous South…Nov 27, 2018Nov 27, 2018
MarcelloWhy history mattersHistory is our way of framing the present. Understanding yesterday helps us make sense of today. And in these times of infinite data —…Nov 27, 2018Nov 27, 2018
Marcello2. My friend mocked my dating blogThis is a serialisation of my novel ‘I am Marcello’ — here we meet Luke, a man with a low opinion of online dating, and a subtle disdain…Nov 26, 2018Nov 26, 2018
MarcelloThis is why I am fortunateI was sitting with my three year old son yesterday when a feeling of grief and awe landed. It was the realisation that this moment is all…Nov 26, 2018Nov 26, 2018
Marcello1. I wanted to be king of the dating bloggers“I can’t believe you’re going to start online dating again,” my colleague Jess said.Nov 25, 2018Nov 25, 2018
MarcelloWhy I Left TwitterI hate Twitter. But where to start? Should I begin with the incessant dark wittering, or how about that troublesome well of outrage? Maybe…Sep 11, 2018Sep 11, 2018