Written by Alice Hansen Sunday Mornings. I’ve had a few absolute crackers in my time. I’ve fallen asleep in a New York departure lounge. I’ve been found curled up on the doorstep as a 16-year-old, my mother’s finest heels frost-covered in the backyard. I’ve even woken to find myself in a friends’ unheated hot tub, having
Hello Sunday Morning changing the world’s relationship with alcohol. One Sunday at a time.
In the spirit of reconciliation, Hello Sunday Morning acknowledges the Traditional Custodians of country throughout Australia and their connections to land, sea and community. We pay our respect to their Elders past and present and extend that respect to all Aboriginal and Torres Strait Islander peoples today.
