Monthly Archives: January 2015

As I get older, the years seem to fly past like in those old films where you see calendar days being ripped off and fluttering away in the wind. The outside of me has changed so much over my life; … Continue reading →

My fever went down in the night and the swelling and redness reduced slightly. Needless to say, I didn’t go to the doctor. I probably wouldn’t be taking such a relaxed approach if I hadn’t been informed that next week’s … Continue reading →

It wasThis is my husband’s first officially sanctioned Australia Day i.e. the first since he became a citizen last year and I wanted to celebrate it with him. Instead, he’s spending it working away at some minesite in the heat and … Continue reading →

After our Kalgoorlie stay we breakfasted with our friend and departed about nine thirty, having bought fresh meat, topped up with fuel and acquired a map of the fairly remote region we were heading into. There were a lot of … Continue reading →

My sister apparently sent a Christmas present and a card within a letter. But to add insult to injury, she sent it to my ex-husband to pass onto me. My daughters obviously realised my rage and fury had I been … Continue reading →

Did I mention my eldest daughter is back from Canada? Not going into the whys and wherefores but she needs to set herself up a life here again: employment, paying off debts, somewhere to live, transport etc. Obviously, her father and … Continue reading →

Saturday midday we headed off to Kalgoorlie. This is a gold mining town, about six hours drive out of Perth and not really at all on the way to our camping destination but our dear friend April lives there and we … Continue reading →

This year we ran away from Christmas. The year before we had spent a few days post Christmas down near Esperance and I’d conceived a desire to spend a remote time in Cape Arid National Park. Wayne had to take … Continue reading →

And it appears marriage involves fighting about money. Damn good reason to stay single, if you ask me. I am not an expensive type of woman. I don’t spend a lot of money on my appearance (as anybody who has … Continue reading →

I asked her. In a very round about way. She says not. I think this is a relief. I think I believe her. But I still wouldn’t be surprised if it turned out to be the other way around. After … Continue reading →