The Tribune started as a small newsletter for our beloved local bar, The King of Tonga, but, unlike many endeavours born in bars, this one grew legs and took off at a spanking pace.
Now we’re proudly spruiking our particular brand of bullshit all over the world. Lucky humans you are!
As much as we love what we do, we also want to drag a whole lotta other folk with us - it means we don't need to work so hard! The Tribune is meant to be a place for aspiring writers to get themselves published - have a look at our Contribute page to find out more about how to get into the next issue.
About your Editors
Jane has abandoned a distinguished career as the world's first dyslexic accountant, and is leading a far more prestigious existence as an impoverished writer.
Naaah, just kidding. We're gonna need a lot more dosh from advertisers before I'm willing to give up a lucrative consultancy position for this. So come on people, start writing (cheques that is) and get me outta here!
Justin Shaw
Cunningly disguised as a super-hero, this mild-mannered reporter scours the internets for pointless stuff and nude celebrities, and occasionally puts both hands on the keyboard long enough to churn out blistering tirades against the iniquities of modern sport, and whatever else happens across his radar.
Justin is currently training as an underwater marriage celebrant, will also write actionable best-man speeches and give advice on how to deal with giant bats.














