Archive for January 2017

Melbourne

Melbourne

Roger Federer has just won the Australian Tennis Open, his 18th grand slam victory and his first tournament since taking six months off to recover from a knee injury. He’s 35-years-old. Ancient. Hearts bleed for his opponent, Raphael Nadal, who displayed more courage in the game and grace in defeat than the entire new crop of men’s hopefuls…

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My tribe

Australia Day. The Husband left early for the hospital to round because even on public holidays people are sick. I slept in, then dragged myself to the gym for a half-hearted exercise session: 17 (slow), boring minutes on the rowing machine followed by step-ups onto a bench to make my butt work, crunches on a ball to remind…

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Upside down

upside down

Tonight I belted out 800 words that were so good I’ve pitched them to a magazine. So you can’t read them here. Unless of course they are rejected. Which is possible. OK, highly likely. But then I’ll just pitch them somewhere else. Because they’re good. For now, I’ll just leave you with the title and…

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Mundane

Not every day is noteworthy, yet every day demands a note. Today’s challenge is to craft one without using the first person. Clean clothes Clean washing made its way from washing baskets into closets and drawers today. The washing expressed surprise at the care taken with sorting and folding, appreciating the attention given to seam alignment…

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Cobwebs

Pantry moths

Ever since the youngest started grade one, the first day of school has been a day to skake things up. Today, after the Ballerina and I breakfasted at a nearby cafe, I dropped her at the gate to start year eleven. Her older sister berated me for this. She used to catch the bus. What can I say?…

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