It was the day before my birthday and I was on a slow train to New York – travelling through the folds of the Appalachian Mountains and for a while, following the course of the Juniata River.
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A very pandemic birthday
I woke with a start on the eve of my birthday. It was 4am and my heart was racing. I woke from a dream where the sky had turned inky black and the turreted faux-Dakota building apartment complex across the valley – burst into flames.
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Yesterday my aunt’s 101st birthday coincided with the final flight of the last Qantas 747. I’m trying to work out if the two are connected. Continue reading “The Aunt and the Flying Kangaroo”
The Pelvic Floor Coffee Club 