Growing up in country Tasmania, in the 60โs and 70โs, we didnโt 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
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Mum’s Caff
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. โNobody talk to me for a minute,โ I announce, โIโm counting.โ Ah, dear. Too late now, I realise Iโve made a school girl error โ never … Continue reading Mum’s Caff


