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Yesterday was a Molly Day, meaning that I spent the day with Brother Mark, Sister Keryn, and my darling niece - Molly. She is now walking, starting to talk, and testing boundaries. (Just how close to the water can I get my drink bottle, even though Daddy told me not to.) Mostly she just plays […]

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Spent most of the day with my Mum. We went to Roseville to see Nowhere Boy, and then returned home for toast and tea and stories of her youth. Mum grew up in what was then rough-and-tumble Maroubra. The local boys would attempt to paddle makeshift boats of corrugated iron, road tar and wood to […]

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the return

I’m back home. It feels a bit strange being here on my own having spent a few weeks living with 8 other people. Happily, I will be having dinner with The French’s tonight to help with the transition from macro to micro community living.

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home and not home

I’m living with The French’s temporarily. It’s good and a bit weird all at once. It’s good because living in community is nice, and I like my new housemates, and being part of the whirl of activity. It’s weird because it’s home and not home. Familiar and not familiar. I’ve learned a lot about myself in […]

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blackouts

This evening during the glorious thunder and lightning storm, the power went out. Now, I love a blackout as much as the next person (assuming that person also likes blackouts) - it makes me feel all warm and nostalgic. As a kid, when the lights went out, Dad would dig out the kero lamps from […]

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Sleeping in is necessary sometimes, but does have the downside of making the day shorter. It’s 11.30am and I’m having a frothy cuppa, a banana, and toast, while listening to an interview on ABC702 with Rachel Harris who lived for 5 years as a Carmelite nun (a silent, enclosed order), is an Aspbergers counsellor and […]

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I’ve had a good birthday. Not one for big, flamboyant celebrations, there were a series of smaller, spontaneous, low-key events, starting last Tuesday night at Commie Dinner, pausing until Friday night, and wrapping up this evening. There have been cakes, including a spectacular book complete with a dog named Spud. (See the About Me tab.) […]

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