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What would you do with a stolen day? A day you are meant to be at school and decide to spend elsewhere? Occasionally I would …
What would you do with a stolen day? A day you are meant to be at school and decide to spend elsewhere? Occasionally I would …
My mother was six foot one. When she was nineteen she had fall from her horse and suffered terrible spinal injuries. After two years of …
I’m feeling old. I am 66. That is starting to sound old to me. My dad died at 72… that seems close now. My right …
It’s National Wattle DayExcept it isn’tThat was yesterday And how we should have paid homageto those fragile clusters of golden halosevery pale gilt globe of …
What I love about baked potatoes is that they bend to your will, or, more accurately, your fridge. Whatever random semi-expired leftover ingredients you can …
Pavlova is my husband’s favourite dessert. For many years his mother made the best pavlova, and mine always failed. I tried many recipes, but never …
The last time he saw her was at his father’s funeral. It took a moment only to notice the vaguely familiar face but it wasn’t …
I’m standing on the windowsill outside her hospital room, three floors up. The eastern wing. I’m don’t need to be here. I shouldn’t be here. …
A majority of the years that I worked in a professional kitchen were spent in the dessert section. Which was ironic, as I’m not really …
As I think any writer has experienced, people are always a little intrigued by your writing. Whether it’s being questioned about where you find the …