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Climbing trees

Mulberry trees stand in two corners of my mother’s garden. In summer, the garden becomes a minefield littered with incendiary devices waiting for a mistimed step, a careless footfall. Splatters of pink-purple cover the driveway, the outlines of shoes and bare feet silhouetted on the concrete. Though resplendent with their purple jewels every year, their […]

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Monday’s Child

Monday is born into a full family.One Standard Issue Dad™,One slightly dented, but still good Mum,Two broken-limbed brothers, and one sullen but loving sister.

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Roots

A golden thread runs between my mother’s garden and mine. Earth beneath fingernails carries legacy and heritage.

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The conversion of cat people

There hadn’t been a dog in our family in my living memory. When I was a baby, there was Johnny – a pure bred bitser[1], a beast of the most patchwork genealogy possible, a hotchpotch of canine genetics that tested the limits of hybrid vigour. But he was a myth, a legend, a story drawn from […]

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How to make an espresso

How to make an espresso: Not really about making coffee.

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An inconclusive list of things I’ve learned from having a puppy in the house (again)

Tiles are a godsend. Carpet accidents happen. Despite your best efforts. Money spent on a good carpet cleaner is never a waste. Reading instructions and learning the proper use of your carpet cleaner is time well spent. Puppies (like teens) eat a lot. They will eat pretty much any everything. Puppies have two speeds; full […]

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Teaching the Youngest to Drive: An Incomplete List

Driving school lessons completed: 6 Vehicle: manual transmission (stick shift), dual control Driving school lessons remaining: 4 Vehicle: manual, dual control

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What starts with ‘F’ and ends with ‘uck’?

Q: What starts with ‘F’ and ends with ‘-uck’? When my eldest was still shorter than me, still small enough to clamber up onto my lap, take my face in his chubby little hands, and very seriously demand my attention, we lived in a remote town in the far northwest of Australia. (Now he demands […]

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An Ode to Things and a Farewell

So, here we are in part 2 of the ongoing repatriation saga. Packing and moving over continents is always a stressful act. The emotions tied to watching your possessions be carefully, or not so carefully wrapped and boxed can be overwhelming. It’s easy to dismiss possessions as nothing more than trinkets, clutter that fill your […]

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On 17th birthdays and glimpses of the adult

So, here I am very early on Godzilla’s 17th birthday, resting on the corner of Testosterone Lane and Horsepower Road. Having two teen boys in the house means a lot of muscle flexing, boundary pushing, and territory marking. They wake with teasing exchanges that rapidly morph into the rat-tat-tat of suddenly flared tempers. And before long, like […]

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