family · grief

Jean of Buraneer

I’m sitting on a bench at Buraneer Point. Far below me is the blue ribbon of the Port Hacking River.

family · Mothers Day

A great grandmother named Hepzibah

I was going to write a standard Mother’s Day blog post about mum until I remembered my great grandmother.

For years I have been looking for Xmas Perfect—the family Xmas portrayed in Enid Blyton storybooks, TV commercials, and American sitcoms. Continue reading “Looking for Xmas Perfect” →