Health and wellbeing, Melbourne, Weather, Writing

Seasons

Autumn has passed. Winter is over. Spring is here. The sun rises earlier in the day and sets later at night. Very soon, like in a matter of a few short weeks, we will switch to the horror that is Daylight Saving. Presently, though, we Melburnians are living in the glory of bright blue skies,… Continue reading Seasons

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Family, Fiction, Health and wellbeing, Melbourne, Parenting, Relationship and marriage, Writing

Lily and Anna

Lily is usually gregarious. During the past week, though, her mum's noticed she's been sullen and withdrawn. She comes home from school, heads straight upstairs to her room, closes the door and refuses to respond to Anna's repeated attempts to engage her. Anna's worried. Her little girl, Lily. So sweet from birth. Giggling, responsive, outgoing.… Continue reading Lily and Anna

Fiction, Health and wellbeing, Melbourne, Relationship and marriage, Writing

Peg’s night out

The sun was high in the sky when Peg woke. She rolled over, burying her face in the pillow to block out the glaring streaks of daylight. Her head thumped, like the doof-doof to a bass line. Her mouth dry and her tongue thick. Peg can't remember much about last night. Can't remember how she… Continue reading Peg’s night out

Family, Fiction, Melbourne, Parenting, Relationship and marriage, TV shows, Weather, Writing

Where’s the milk?

'If anyone needs me, I'll be in the back garden!' Millie calls over her shoulder as she walks out the door. There's no response. Not that she was expecting one. They're all watching the telly, eyes wide, jaws slack and hanging. Millie reckons they're watching one of those trashy reality shows, like the Bachelor or… Continue reading Where’s the milk?

Fiction, Melbourne, Opinion, Relationship and marriage, Weather, Writing

Bumping into a stranger

Charlie walked down the street, eyes upwards, gazing at the light pink blossom on the trees. She crashed into a passer-by. 'Oh gosh, I'm so sorry,' she said as she bent to pick up the papers that had scattered from his grip on impact. 'Quite alright,' he snapped. His voice left Charlie in no doubt… Continue reading Bumping into a stranger