Caught in the vortex of habits.Read more "Mid-Life Drama"
I think the water reflecting the sky, all silver, the people on the wet sand, a mirror, swaying and twisting for cockles captured my attention. I’d been there, on the glassy surface, watching for bubbles, grinding my heel into the bog, feeling for the sharp edges of shell and plucking out the cockles that snapped shut when exposed to air.Read more "Fantastic Fleurieu–Goolwa"
November 2018, our garage decided to drop its ceiling. Crash!
Just before Christmas!
Gunter chased him. Clutching a little package. Urging. ‘Open your present, Karl.Read more "100-word Christmas Challenge"
Serena, our dream family car ferried the T-Team to Canberra. In 1975, hardly a maiden for this voyage, …Read more "Serena to the Snow"
After my faulty and human navigation skills led us astray (we turned down a road too early), we did a U-turn, and trundled back to the Meadows Road. There we sailed to the next turn off, this one sign-posted, white letter on brown, to Kuitpo. I apologised for leading us astray while my husband reminded me that he knew the way.Read more "Fantastic Fleurieu (3) — Kuitpo Forest"
Only cost $100. What a bargain!Read more "Dad’s Mid-Life Crisis Cars (2)"
We reached the road leading to Sellicks Beach and turned. P1’s car turned too. ‘I can’t see M’s car.’
‘Maybe he went to Victor Harbour,’ Mr. K said.
‘I hope not.’
Mr. K sighed as we neared Sellicks Beach. ‘Now where do we go?’
Dad’s midlife crisis began in earnest in the early 1970’s.Read more "Dad’s Mid-Life Crisis Cars"