I’m sitting on a bench at Buraneer Point. Far below me is the blue ribbon of the Port Hacking River.
Continue reading “Jean of Buraneer”Category: grief
Three women
To honour three women who have died recently I decided to have a day doing ‘stuff’ in their memory.
England my England
England breaks my heart. It’s been eight and a half years since our last visit. We’ve flown here for a family funeral and into an emotional hail storm that I didn’t anticipate. Continue reading “England my England”
The Pelvic Floor Coffee Club 