Family, Melbourne, Parenting, Writing

Lost and Found

In what now seems like forever ago but in actuality was only Monday, T1 came home from school without his new school bag. Day Three of secondary school. To be fair and clear, it wasn't his fault. Another student had taken it at the end of the day by mistake. Fortunately, his phone, textbooks and… Continue reading Lost and Found

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

New beginnings

Big morning in our house. T1 and T2 began their first day in secondary school. They are excited and apprehensive, in equal measure I believe. Although if you ask them, they'll say they're fine. It's been a tricky month. The January school holidays are always long, hot and confining—in this family anyway—but this year, we've… Continue reading New beginnings

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

To the promised land

'Increase your profile. Build your brand. It's the only way to market,' says the woman on stage. I roll my eyes and slump in my seat. My hands are crossed over my chest. My friend, Rose, who brought me here is next to me, lapping up every word, her glasses pinching her nose. She's even… Continue reading To the promised land

Family, Opinion, Relationship and marriage, TV shows, Writing

The nuggets in Prime

Just before Christmas, we signed up for a month of free access to Amazon Prime. We did so in exchange for free delivery on numerous Year 7 textbooks we purchased for our boys' school requirements. I admit, I had no idea of the content available aside from The Grand Tour, on which T1 and Hubster… Continue reading The nuggets in Prime

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

A visit with Grandma

Grandma sits in her high-backed upholstered chair. Her eyes are closed; her hands rest lightly on the arms of the chair. I see all of this through the skinny panel window in the door to her room. I knock before entering; her eyes open slowly and she grins when she sees me. 'Come in, Gil.'… Continue reading A visit with Grandma