Art, death and all the things

Sunday Blog 224 – 1st March 2026 I’m in Hobart for a week – a few days’ work trip with several more of pleasure tacked on. To be in my 60th year and never having been to Tasmania before seems shameful, but I have a long list of places not yet visited. So now that …

Thursday’s child has far to go

Sunday Blog 205 – 19th October 2025 When we pulled into my suburb in Perth, on the drive home from the airport 19 days ago, my heart sank. It was all over. Ireland, Italy, France, Greece. Focusing on writing. Honing my European driving skills. All over. Such a whiny baby. How could I even give …

No makes Way for Yes Part Two

Sunday Blog 178 – 30th March 2025 I have a card with the saying No Makes Way for Yes on my noticeboard in the hope it will enchant me to say no more often. It’s been there so long it’s yellowing around the edges. In 2019 I wrote a blog with the same title – …

In between the years

Sunday Blog 165 – 29th December 2024 (I checked the date twice lol) This in-between Christmas and New Year time is one of my favourites of the year. I love how quickly the days melt away. How I have to check my calendar more than once to verify which day I’m on. It’s a time …

One more selfie

Sunday Blog 164 – 22nd December 2024 “I’ll go if you go,” we’d both said. The Christmas party at my mother’s residential aged care home was like all the events. Kindly meant, organised with care. Riven to the core with loss on the part of the residents, anticipatory grief on the part of the families …

Every night I dream of India

Sunday Blog 159 – 17th November 2024 It’s been a bumpy, busy old two weeks since I returned from Rishikesh. And almost every one of those 14 nights, I’ve dreamed of India. Unusually active dreams with colours, sounds, sights of India. And lots of animals. Because I’ve been dreaming of India, does that mean I’ve …

Early steps on the valedictory tour

Sunday Blog 153 – 22nd September 2024 One of the absolute wonders of travel to me is that I can be me, but somewhere far from home, if I just travel enough miles. And since Wednesday, I’ve travelled 17,000 kms/ 10,563 miles. The I, the Me that is housed in my body can find itself …

Goodbye darling Mum

Sunday Blog 151 – 1 September 2024 Almost to the very end of her long life, my mother, Bet, remained who she was, of sound mind. Funny, spunky, unpredictable. In the emergency department last week where she was being treated for her broken hip, she was next to a man who had imbibed a little …