Family, Fiction, Melbourne, Parenting, Writing

Goodbye

'OK, then. That's me,' Henry says to his mother. The woman from the airline company's ground crew has announced boarding for his flight. Jane visibly frets and fidgets. Henry is her only son, and at nineteen, she knows he's old enough to galavant across Europe for the northern hemisphere's summer, but in her mind's eye,… Continue reading Goodbye

Family, Health and wellbeing, Melbourne, Opinion, Parenting, Writing

Life’s trampling pace

I emerge from a sleepy daze, blinking. The light is stark, bright, blinding. After a minute, my sight adjusts to my surroundings. Everything is oddly familiar, yet strange. Two shapes of similar height and width shift in my vision. The blurry edges mould and grow into human form as they draw closer. A primal force… Continue reading Life’s trampling pace

Family, Fiction, Health and wellbeing, Melbourne, Parenting, Weather, Writing

A day at the beach

It's a beautiful day so I pack the hamper and my brand new picnic rug, and shove them along with all the essentials into the boot of the car. Running back indoors, I wake the kids, shouting, 'Be dressed in five. Put on your bathers! Macca's brekkie en route.' Typically, they groan. It's only 8AM,… Continue reading A day at the beach

Melbourne, Opinion, Parenting, Writing

Teapots and Rhymes and Growing Up

Today's epic and thought-provoking post is a nursery rhyme. 'I'm a little teapot, short and stout Here is my handle, here is my spout When I get all steamed up, here me shout, Tip me over and pour me out.' It's been years since I last sung this. Oh, how I used to love watching… Continue reading Teapots and Rhymes and Growing Up

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This morning

I woke this morning all snugly and warm under my doona. I slipped from under the covers and was met with a wall of gelid air. As I rushed straight to the heater to flick it on, Our Girl sneaked into my side of the bed. I jumped back in, happy for a warm cuddle… Continue reading This morning