I remember attending an art installation some years ago in Sydney. The title was something like ‘Little Altars Everywhere’. The artist had arranged everyday items as we might have them in our home, to enjoy small groupings, a bit like in the ‘L’il Mexico’ house we stayed in when we…
Exercise and walking are done. A pause on my return to admire my newest Geranium. Breakfast is over. I put on a load of washing,…
This is Gaz. He’s a Galah. Most Australians use the non-Avian term Galah meaning a human is a fool or idiot. But Gaz is a…
I have mostly lived my life trying to learn lessons from everything that I do or that has happened to me. I have mostly found…
This morning I was sitting here at the computer having my coffee and heard a familiar scratching noise in the roof space above me. For…