I have started a blog post at least three times since the most recent one a few weeks ago. No sooner do I get one almost ready to publish than my thoughts and life take an unexpected turn. I honestly can’t remember a time when things were moving so fast…
Just after the sun had broken over the horizon, sending a few bleak wintery rays across the grasses in front of the house, I looked…
There is probably little left that I can add to what has already been said about Fleur Sullivan, either by herself or by the many…
I knew if I left writing about our travels until I got home again the writing would not be the same, if it even happened…
There’s a saying in Australia “Wouldn’t be dead for quids.” Quids are pounds in the English money they used before the Australian dollar…and dead…is dead.…