Monthly Archives: August 2022

Mikhail Gorbachev died today. I reckon it was probably something to do with the state of Russia at the moment. How could a great man, a man who ended the Cold War, sit easy with the evil that is now … Continue reading →

The handymen are coming tomorrow, so there was a bit of a flurry in the house. Things had to be shuffled around into nooks and crannies where they won’t need to get to. It took some time to clear out … Continue reading →

A number of years ago, Mirinda and I accompanied Bob to a café in Middle Dural shopping centre, while the cleaners were in the house. I distinctly remember it because they served pancakes with bacon, cheese, eggs and maple syrup, … Continue reading →

Adele came for a visit today. Like Sharon last week, the day was planned to be spent with Mirinda. Lunch and a walk, this time in Fagan Park. The walk, not the lunch. Fi also had a lunch planned with … Continue reading →

This morning, at 06:30, my slumber was disturbed by, what I thought, was some sort of machine beeping. A little like a car alarm mixed with a reversing lorry type noise. It wasn’t ‘next door’ loud but it was persistent … Continue reading →

I am feeling a bit overwhelmed at the enormity of the task we’ve been given. There’s an awful lot of stuff to get rid of. Two lives full. Too many memories of lives very well led. At this point, I … Continue reading →

The only breaks I had today from an endless stream of scanning, was to walk Archie up to the gate and back. In fact, we did it three times. Archie enjoyed it as much as we did, though he does … Continue reading →

Today Sharon paid us a visit. And she came bearing gifts. Wonderful gifts including a beautiful red scarf for me, hand-knitted and perfect for a chilly house. She also knitted a lovely shawl for Mirinda but needs to finish it … Continue reading →

Something I’m definitely going to miss about the house at Dural is sitting on the verandah, drinking a morning coffee and listening to the birds. And not just the listening. This morning there were rosellas and galahs as well as … Continue reading →

Generally, when I fly to Sydney, the view coming in across Botany Bay is magnificent. The city always looks extra special because it’s usually a long time between visits. And I can’t remember it raining for any of my landings. … Continue reading →