A Kind of Pleasure.
There’s a strange kind of pleasure in being just a little outside of time and space, as you are when you are working across various time zones around the world.
I first experienced this in a small way when Black+White magazine became a reality in the early 1990s and I had to stay up late at nights to negotiate and do phone interviews with people in Europe and the United States.
Later, when I was working in advertising in London, I was coordinating shoots and the delivery of presentation material in time zones from San Francisco to Geneva and places between, occasionally extending further west into Hong Kong and Australia. The days were long, punishingly long, and New York would have been a much better place to be based in when working like that, given how it is the ultimate 24-7 city. But there was a real sense of achievement when you pulled each project off.
Now I’m back in that mode, a little beyond the specifics of local time and space, doing interviews by phone. I can’t say I enjoy doing them that way—I became very accustomed to being with people face-to-face when speaking with them and looking at their work.
Unfortunately Perth is not the ideal city to be in when working 24-7. It suffers from a Nanny State mentality imposed on it by its rulers who have set in place all kinds of laws against late night trading and Sunday trading, and the liquor laws are a disgrace too.
The same applies to the health services. I have a nasty toothache right now and I’ll have to suffer with it through the weekend as I currently don’t have private health care as I did when I was in fulltime employment.
Now I have to ensure I become ill according to the convenience of the health service, between 9 and 5 week days.
12:23:41 PM 
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