As a family, we often travelled in Australia: Gulgong and rural NSW, the Snowy Mountains, Canberra, the Gold Coast and Sunshine Coast. My first memory of overseas travel is a trip to Lord Howe Island. We flew out of Sydney Harbour on a sea plane to Lord Howe. I loved the flight, everyone else was…
As I see it…hard Work
Mum, bless her soul, writes in her journal in 1982 how happy she is. She has four wonderful boys and a loving and hardworking husband. She writes that Dad has worked so hard and he has provided her and us with a wonderful life. She discusses his work at the pubs we owned, his hard…
As I see it…time and memory
The concept of time weighs heavily with me, even before that crisp August morning. The day you, Mum, died. 29 August, 2017. Judgement day. I have always been fascinated with time, so much so that one of my major assignments in high school was based on time. I researched the great philosophers who have examined…
As I see it…sight
As you’ve read, I’ve got pretty crappy eyesight. Mum writes in her journal, July 1967, when I’m 18 months old: I feel for him so, although it doesn’t worry him at all, he does everything he should for his age, in time I think something may be done, so I must learn to live with…