Family, Health and wellbeing, Opinion, Writing

A visit to the clinic

Yesterday, I visited my doctor.No, not for COVID-19 symptoms.I spoke briefly with the receptionist, about nothing in particular. Just the usual coronaspeak, really. Boring, shan't sport with your intelligence by spelling it out here. But, as I am someone who loves to chat—with anyone—the fact that I was faced with a captive audience who is… Continue reading A visit to the clinic

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

Eleanor’s visit

'Morning John,' Eleanor said, entering his small room. 'Who are you?' he snarled. Life had been dark, colourless since John lost his memory. 'I'm Eleanor.' 'I had a wife called Eleanor.' 'I am your wife, darling.' 'Nah, you're an ugly bitch. Eleanor was loving and kind. Beautiful.' He glared accusingly at her. He remained seated… Continue reading Eleanor’s visit

Fiction, Melbourne, Relationship and marriage, Writing


'Marissa,' Peter, her boss, said, interrupting her conversation with Zara. They were standing in the work kitchen while Zara warmed her lunch in the microwave. Dirty dishes stacked in a wonky tower on one side of the sink; clean, dry dishes on the wooden draining board, with a stained tea towel over the top. Peter… Continue reading Busted

Fiction, Melbourne, Relationship and marriage, Writing

Nicki’s creation

Nicki stumbled on her way to the canvas. Her pallette crashed onto the floor. 'Shit!' She did nothing but watch as the black paint meshed into the white. She crouched down onto her knees, slid forward so that she lay on her side, with her hand supporting her head. The mess she'd created by dropping… Continue reading Nicki’s creation

Family, Health and wellbeing, Melbourne, Writing

Listicle of thoughts

I have a maundering brain today. Here's a preview, with my deepest apologies: Gloomy day. Grey clouds, persistent rain, but not terribly cold. Going slightly crazy. Shut indoors. Home-schooled children who open the fridge and pantry with alarming regularity, looking for food. I guess they're bored and going crazy too, but jayzuz! Need to visit… Continue reading Listicle of thoughts