All the things I do instead of writing…
I've become quite addicted to yet another daytime TV staple, a reality programme called "Wanted Down Under". It's a rather irritatingly structured show about people who want to emigrate to Australia. They're given an introduction to employment opportunities, house prices, and whatever lifestyle opportunity they think their move will open up to them. They are... Continue Reading →
These are short extracts from my diaries as a 13-year-old for 1991. It was the year that we left Australia to live in Germany permanently. Reading them paints a strange picture of a very pressurised and unsettled life, and some unintended hilarious observations. March 4th 1991 Today was our school free day. At 12.00 we... Continue Reading →
"Monday 22nd July 1985 Today I went to school. I am in South Australia now. I have many friends. One of my friends is called Philippa. Our school has three lunches. One is morning recess. One is lunch. One is afternoon recess. Our teacher is called Miss Dempster. The school is called Tanunda Lutheran School.... Continue Reading →
The resting writer 