Did you have typing classes at school? I did. I thought it was a ridiculous waste of my time. I was never going to become a secretary, which is all we thought it was good for. I wanted to be an actress, an architect or an airline pilot, in that order. No typing necessary. Little … Continue reading Why Won’t They Teach Touch Typing in School?
Growing up in country Tasmania, in the 60’s and 70’s, we didn’t have much in the way of sweet things in our house. I didn't get the supermarket cakes or biscuits in my lunch box that my friends would get. It seemed like my mother was on a perpetual diet. And with four kids to … Continue reading Remembering Roast Dinners, Chocolate Fudge, and Ron Barassi
I had an absolute ball last week, being a temporary and very unofficial Uber driver and guide to best selling, award winning, multilingually translated, and all round wonderful children’s book author, Lian Tanner. Initially I was simply looking forward to a long overdue catch up with an old friend. I met Lian at drama school … Continue reading Lian Tanner, Freudenfreude, and Pure Joy!
Five Days Gone I look in the nesting boxes for the twelfth time today. Still only 4 eggs. My heart sinks once again. There should be five eggs from five chickens. Zoe the darkest one, Ruby the flappiest one, Jules, the loudest singer of the egg celebration song, and Sandy the lightest one, both in colour and … Continue reading Boudica, Chapter Three
The Pandemic Years The girls were an unexpected source of joy, during our many months of lockdown. Fortunately, I'd bought them just weeks before the lockdown. The time when our priorities changed and commodities like indoor plants, sourdough starter, puppies and chickens increased in rarity and consequently cost. Husband Man turns to the garden and … Continue reading Boudica, Chapter Two
Prologue As I sit here in front of the fire with a chicken in my arms, I remember some of the stories this sweet girl and I have shared. Now I type like a woman possessed to share some of these tales with you. Chapter One Here I am, head down, bum up, in the … Continue reading Boudica
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