Real Self…

At the end of 2020 the first half of the forthcoming year looked tantalisingly empty. What to do with study-commitment-free time? Something creative? On 29 December 2020 I posted “Other 2021 goals involve planting roses in the garden [suggesting that old dogmas can change… previously I wasn’t much for roses] and expanding its range of … More Real Self…

ssss. . . sweet nothings

I could cover it off by simply re-blogging one of my very early posts, dear holiday houseguests, from December 2011… but more than a fortnight has passed since the same houseguests’ most recent visit, and my temper is still snaky…

a good missus

One of the quainter ways the G.O. expresses his appreciation of me is the by the reassuring accolade “you’re a good missus”… However, I’m not even remotely in the league of one of his great-great-great-great grandmothers, Harriet Hodgetts. While the convicts of the Second Fleet were waiting to depart England the Home Secretary, William Grenville sent … More a good missus

country offerings…

For the Labour Day long weekend the G.O. and I took a well-earned extra couple of days off and headed up to our house on the Mid North Coast of NSW. The night before we left the G.O. packed the ute with bits and pieces we’d accumulated, clothes, wine and the coffee machine. We didn’t alter … More country offerings…