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  • UP THE CREEK WITHOUT A PADDLE

    Inspired by a family trip up the Murray on a houseboat We kept a ‘ships log’ just for a joke. It listed departure times, and how many kilometres we were along the river. Occasionally, the deckhands would make observations about… Continue reading

    UP THE CREEK WITHOUT A PADDLE
  • WAKING UP

    It all began with a flash of sunlight behind stain glass. I was flying down a hill on my bicycle in the early morning and glanced at the church as I passed it, all slender in the new morning. The… Continue reading

    WAKING UP
  • TO AN OLD FRIEND

    A memoir (of sorts)… I People say the opposite of dying is living. But it’s not – the opposite of dying is beginning. And in this case, death is a slow, slow thing, and seems out of place with the… Continue reading

    TO AN OLD FRIEND
  • BOOK REVIEW #5

    The first phrase in this ruddy account of the Plague in 17th century England runs thus: A parcel of patterns brought the Plague to Eyam. Published in the 1980s, A Parcel of Patterns is the sort of historical fiction I… Continue reading

    BOOK REVIEW #5
  • BOOK REVIEW #4

    Willa Cather’s writing is pertinent – I remember reading O Pioneers! for the first time. I will never forget it. Set on the American frontier, it follows the lives of the pioneer women who worked the land and watched the… Continue reading

    BOOK REVIEW #4