A few weeks ago, I fell and dislocated my shoulder. I wrote about that experience at the time, and you can read it here. Today, I’m dictating another blog entry...
Sometimes our eyesight lets us down. In my case, my vision has been a challenge since I was born. For over 50 years, I've experienced low vision, and through extensive...
A topic of discussion among my friends, family, colleagues has been: will life ever get back to normal? I’m no Nostradamus and I suppose what is normal? Normal 100 years...
As a frequent traveller pre-COVID, I enjoyed (endured) 300 days between my last flight pre-COVID and my return to flight as Australia came to grips with a COVID normal state....
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...
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...
The concept of time weighs heavily with me, even before that crisp August morning. The day you, Mum, died. 29 August, 2017. Judgement day. Image eleven – Mum on her...
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...