Family, Health and wellbeing, Melbourne, Opinion, Relationship and marriage, Writing

Suburban Annoyances

This morning, I rose to be greeted by the repetitive and annoying sound of a neighbour's outdoor blower/vac. Rrrrremmmm. Rrrrremmmm. It's not constant. The neighbour must hold and release the button in five second intervals. And repeat. And repeat. And repeat. This happens reasonably frequently and comes from the townhouse directly behind us. I understand… Continue reading Suburban Annoyances

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

Escape through the forest

My breath comes in short, raspy gasps. I jump over a tree stump, my feet land on the twiggy undergrowth and, for a second, I fear I will tumble. But my body remains upright, my legs keep running. I can hear Nath behind me, to the left. I glance that way, but I can't see… Continue reading Escape through the forest

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

New Life

In Sylvia's new life, she has composure and self-assurance. None of this wallflower bullshit anymore. She's proud of herself, and rightly so. Or at least that's what her counsellor keeps telling her. Sylvia's not certain at what point she began to be brave. But slowly she listened to her inner voice, the one that said… Continue reading New Life

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The truth of the evening

I'll tell you the truth. The others won't, but you can count on me. Sit awhile, take a moment to relax, make a cuppa perhaps, while I give you the whole story. We were at the soiree. You know, the annual fundraiser for the footy club. Oh, and I guess you need to know who… Continue reading The truth of the evening

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Movie marathon

Yesterday, I was in a quandary over whether to exercise or watch movies. Because I am lazy and prone to inactivity, I chose the latter. In fact, Hubster and I did a Brad Pitt marathon (good man, he is...Hubster and Brad). We did a repeat viewing of Once Upon a Time...In Hollywood and then watched… Continue reading Movie marathon