Boys will be boys

The smallest boy in this photograph is my father. Mum says it makes her smile because my grandmother has her hands on his shoulders: just keep still for the camera! She can hear her saying the words. Stand there for just a moment! Don’t waste the film. We all do it with our wriggly children,…

Grace In Small Things 2 of 365

1. Imagine a warm Saturday Melbourne afternoon in March plus, 2. a visit from one of my oldest girlfriends as we 3. consume an iced and crisp glass of champagne, 4. talking about old times and our pets, before we 5. play a game of Buzz! Quiz TV on the PS3 (where I win) Celebrate the…

Our House; March 2005

I could go on about the deliciousness of my daughter here, or how she was already walking (at 10 months! Surely a Genius!) but no. I look at this photo and think how young I look. Which I was, kinda. Going through old photos makes me clucky again, which might be why Adam recommends I…