Archive for March 2018


I have a confession to make. But first, my day. Urgent I woke anxious, worried about the tax return I haven’t done. A list of questions from the accountant first hit my in-box last December. A gentle reminder followed in February. A phone call a few days later. Then yesterday, as I was scribbling notes…

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Gray day

A gray day is remarkable here in this city of hard blue skies and flat line thermometers. And when the gray day comes with rain the locals lose the plot, abandoning public transport to travel by car, averse to puddles and umbrellas and possibly wet hair. So when I drove to the cultural precinct for…

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Secrets within

I walked into the kitchen at eight o’clock tonight and retrieved a half-full bottle of wine from the fridge. I poured a glass and ripped the plastic wrap from a magazine that arrived in today’s mail, the Queensland Writers Centre quarterly. I leaned against the kitchen bench and made space amongst the bread crumbs and…

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