Cursed with the somewhere elses

August 4, 2020 Erica Murdoch4 Comments

I’ve never wanted to be somewhere else more than now. Continue reading “Cursed with the somewhere elses” →

The Aunt and the Flying Kangaroo

July 23, 2020July 23, 2020 Erica Murdoch2 Comments

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” →

Personal essay · Travel

Voodoo

August 1, 2018August 1, 2018 Erica Murdoch6 Comments

There are only white faces on the train to Cronulla. Frowsy haired surf-rats holding their boards, blonde schoolgirls doing their homework on the fly and pensioners heading off on a day out. Continue reading “Voodoo” →