The Sun Sets on the Holidays

The Sun Sets on the Holidays

Tonight, the school holidays draw to a close. No more long days in our bathers. No more serene afternoons with a book. No more evening walks and swims under a reddening sky. It’s back to the daily grind of uniforms and books, and lunches and bags, and music...
Bottling the Kids

Bottling the Kids

There’s been a lot going on this year—mostly good, but not all of it. Normally, I cope. Normally, I feel good about the good things, but I’ve had trouble feeling good at all this year, about anything. I think I’ve worked out why: I don’t like...
My Husband

My Husband

This is my husband: He also looks good in a suit: When we met in May, 1991, he looked like this: He looked good in a suit back then, too. We met on a pub crawl, as you do when you’re medical students and in your early twenties. I held a beer in one hand and...
Cradle Mountain

Cradle Mountain

I’ve been off-line lately whilst we’ve been on holiday. Not that I would call what we’ve done ‘relaxing’. Far from it. But we completed something that we’ve always wanted to do: the Cradle Mountain – Lake St Clair Overland...
Bittersweet

Bittersweet

It’s that time of the year, busy with Christmas preparations, end-of-school services, speech days, and a graduation: Our eldest has finished school. Hard to believe, really, as I still think of our family as looking like this: But no, this isn’t us...
Blogging the Personal

Blogging the Personal

After almost every blog post, I worry that I’ve revealed too much about myself or my family. It keeps me awake at night — the fear that I’ve exposed too much, or made myself look stupid, or upset people I didn’t mean to upset. I worry,...