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Photo by Priscilla Du Preez on Unsplash We are getting closer to a shutdown in Australia. It’s a strange feeling. I can feel the stress of it in the tips of my fingers and there’s a buzzing on the crown of my head most of the time now, but there’s also a sense of unreality. It’s feels like a movie, one of those disaster films from the 1990’s or 2000’s. You know the ones where the ship is sinking or the volcano is spewing molten lava or when climate change has brought on the next ice age (this one does worry me more than theRead More →

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I approach it gingerly as though I’m not looking, but I am.  I always look.  I have been looking at this place my entire life. I pull into the driveway and park beside a mini-skip.  It is bashed in on one side where I imagine someone has backed into it.  I hate the skip.  It reminds me we are selling our family home, my sister and I.  We are being practical, grownups, now our are parents are gone.  It is up to us to be wise.  You see, if we sell we will be more financially secure.  If we don’t, we will need to spendRead More →

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His name was Billy O’Rourke. Now that’s a great name, I thought. A pub-poet name and I rather hoped he smoked a pipe, played the fiddle and drank whiskey. At the point of our meeting, I couldn’t tell. I was having my eyelashes tinted when he walked into the small salon I frequent and my eyes were firmly shut. My mouth too, for I had been told by my knowledgable hair stylist, Raelene, it is much harder to keep one’s eyes closed when one’s mouth is open. Perhaps she was after some quiet time. Who can tell? Anyway, Billy O’Rourke arrived with his wife. ThatRead More →