The golden afternoon light shines into the living room. I love this time of day. My pattern says there should be 240 stitches by the end of the row. “Nobody talk to me for a minute,” I announce, “I’m counting.” Ah, dear. Too late now, I realise I’ve made a school girl error – never … Continue reading Mum’s Caff
“Oh dear, I think we might be lost,” says Nanna. Poppy wakes from her daydeam and turns sharply to her grandmother. The faint ghost of a smile removes any tiny spark of fear that they could be in danger. “Oh no! What are we going to do? How’ll we get home?” Poppy plays along. Nanna … Continue reading Nanna, Fanta and Withering Looks
You’ve never met my kids Don’t you think that’s odd? I flew interstate to see your new baby only weeks after she was born But I didn’t give birth did I? My kids who are not of my womb But very much of my heart, my thoughts, my all These children who I’ve dedicated my … Continue reading Don’t You Think That’s Odd?
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