How things can change in the space of an hour. This morning, my mother called to say my father was admitted to hospital, but not to panic yet, she’d call me later. I needed to get out of the house, so went for a drive into the city, by which point Adam met me saying…
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“When you write the main thing is to feel you are rising to your own occasion.” Seamus Heaney Without blaming anything perhaps my own lack of inspiration, I feel this blog hasn’t been rising to its occasion lately. Agree or disagree with that statement as you will, I have a few offline projects I need…
Catherine asks over at BlogHer ‘Do You Give Good Blog?’ (My answer, in short, is: I try). I’m sorry, this week has been so draining; we’ve all been bombarded with news of terror and tragedy that I just don’t have anything left. I haven’t read many blogs, don’t have links favourited, and yet I don’t think…
(…because I’m totally re-posting last year’s entry:) A scintillating Valentines Day dinner conversation “I’m tired.” “My bowels aren’t happy tonight.” “My back hurts.” “No, really, I’m very gassy.” “I’m sick of siting down for so long. Who sits at a dinner table for two hours?” “My tummy isn’t happy either.” “You said that already.” “No…
I was out last night at toy library duty and it was the first time the smell of smoke was obviously in the air. We’ve been very lucky so far not to get it, but the wind has been blowing in the other direction. It shows – I think – that the winds are shifting…
Keira picking the tree: I want that one! Riley waiting for Santa, I think Keira holding a new doll Riley – future cricket star. His grandfather would love that 😉 © Christopher Bird Reproduced here with permission
Adam and I have registered to ride in the 2009 Melbourne Summer Cycle. It is in aid for MS and their goal this year is to raise $350,000 and already they’ve past the $150,000 mark. It’s a 40 km ride around Melbourne, which includes going over the West Gate Bridge. And for those of you who…
This is our new kitten. If you read Saturday’s post, you will notice a) she is not black and white and b) her name is not ‘Tessie’. We cannot settle on a name, ‘Tessie’ just doesn’t seem right, so if you have any suggestions, please go right ahead. She IS a girl though, which is…
