Winter in Sydney – Biennale 2018

Notwithstanding the fact that right now it is absolutely bucketing down, Sydney generally puts on a pretty spectacular winter.  Still, even when it is grey and glum, there are some soul satisfying things to do in Sydney in winter. Like, the Sydney Biennale. For Mothers’ day, I managed to wrangle the family out into the... Continue Reading →

Life lessons from the Mud

  There was mud, a lot of it.  Stinky, sticky, slurpy mud that sucked off people’s shoes and clung with a desperation of an addict to legs and feet and knees if you happened to sink that far into it.  There were heights – tyres and ropes and walls to be scaled.  There were small... Continue Reading →

I saw you and I loved you

I saw you and I loved you From the moment that we met Even if I didn’t know what love meant then And sometimes still forget.   We connected in an exploding star Your heart and mine, And travelled separately and together through space To this time and this place.   I know this because... Continue Reading →

Snowy lessons in Christmas.

Christmas Day dawns quite unceremoniously in Cervinia, nestled in the outstretched arms of the Italian Alps.  While this quaint ski-town is bedecked with sparking white lights, and the odd decorative reindeer, the shops will be open today and people shall go about their business with, apparently, scant regard to the occasion. This was the first... Continue Reading →

Growing up – the both of us

Something’s happening in my house, and I’m not sure I like it.     I am becoming increasingly irrelevant to my tweeny-child.  Irrelevant is perhaps not the right word, but it’s hard to think of one that better captures my feelings. She turns her nose up at suggested activities that were once a mainstay of together time... Continue Reading →

Beware The Pious

Beware the pious Wrapped smugly in their hard-edged worlds With ancient words of steel that crack like thunder On an open field. Enrobed with suspicious glare They march around the borders of minds They've furrowed dry and bare Wary for ideas buried there Beware the pious who control your mind Wrap you up in culture Teach you... Continue Reading →

Going Bush… camping.

I am not a huge fan of camping.  It’s one of those things I like the idea of, rather than the actual, somewhat uncomfortable, practicalities of it all.   So, it came as a huge surprise to me just how much I enjoyed our recent bush camping adventure.  And by bush camping I am talking a... Continue Reading →

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