A while ago, we took a guided tour inside the old Sydney GPO. Back in the 1800s, before the phone and the internet, the post office was the central focus point of communication. This is one of the oldest buildings in Sydney. The clock played a vital function because people…
Apologies to all non-Australians reading this. Since we now have a date for the Voice referendum, let me tell you a story. It’s something I had, frankly, half-forgotten. When I worked in research, I once helped organise a conference for about 150 people. I was the admin/organisational contact for the…
There are many things in real life, including in the author space, that disturb me, but the foremost issue is that everyone seems to be so AFRAID. Of everything. There are many things that we rightfully need to fear (like environmental destruction and war), but the things below are not…
We took a few days off to go back to Canberra. Since COVID and since my husband no longer works for the Department of Social Services, we haven’t had to travel there. Which is sad, because the place has really grown on me. This it the reason we went: my…
Turtle-dumping? Let me tell you a horrible story that fortunately has a good ending. I don’t like our neighbours. We’re still on speaking terms and they wouldn’t know that I didn’t like them, but there are little things. Like that they “take liberties” with our garden. If they see something,…
Cockatoo Island, in Sydney Harbour, used to be Australia’s biggest ship yard. In the early half of last century, this is where navy and civilian ships were built and visiting ships repaired. The industrial operations were closed in the early 1990s, and the island lay abandoned for a number of…
And! We’re back in Canberra. Well, not me, but my husband is, and I spent last week with him there. It’s Woden this time, not as nice as Tuggeranong. Here are a few pictures. If you get my newsletter you may have seen the picture of the pigeon at the…
Here are some pictures of spring flowers I’ve taken over the last few weeks in the Lane Cove National Park. They’re all common flowers around Sydney.
You can’t make a living as an artist. That was the refrain that we heard, growing up and making decisions about what school to go to and what to study in the 80’s. Because the starving artist was so engrained in everyone’s mindset. So we went to study a “real…
This is going to be the last post in this series. We went from Indian Canyon to Joshua Tree. Our hotel was in between those two, on the loooooong and very straight road that link the two and crosses the freeway at the ginormous wind farm (windmills still not doing…
