Big Things

So, I was 26 years old when I bought my first telly. My lover, his bestie and I sharing a semi-detached brick terrace in Brunswick. Back before Brunswick was full of asymmetrical hair cuts and music venues. When you lived around the corner from your landlord -whose name was Giuseppe – to whom you paid …

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Dolphins

So, I woke kinda early on Friday. Early mornings for me involve a 4 on the clock. To some this is obscene, but to me it’s a gift. One the early morning gives me – space. Time. Silently meeting the world before my world meets me. But when presented with such an early hour of …

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Owning the dark

So, someone I love very much has started to own something they really don’t like. Not something like a former house mate’s cat, or an obtuse family heirloom that guilt makes you keep by your bed. It’s something darker. Something deeper. Something that has been on simmer for a very long time. In owning this …

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Sick Smalls

So, sometimes I wonder if my neighbours will report me to DHS. Raising small folk can be both exhilarating and terrifying. There are days when I do so, stepping lightly on the earth. When all I see are rainbows and smiles. Then there are days when I stomp clumsily, heavily. When I cringe at the …

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Whisky, wine……and jam

So, I walked out of the toilets of The Corner Hotel on Friday night and forgot where I was. Frighteningly sober: something that an old me and The Corner wouldn’t have been together. But the current me had driven the 7 seater family car along the Geelong road to remember another time. To be reminded …

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Wobbly Tooth

  So, my middle red had a wobbly tooth. A stubborn wobbly tooth. For ages. Interestingly reflecting the nature of the child’s whose mouth it refused to budge from. And if I was to believe said child, she is the last grade 1 kid in the whole world who has yet to lose a tooth. …

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A Scratch

So, we went to chocolate factory a wee while ago. It’s an exciting concept – a chocolate factory. Where you imagine chocolate flowing rivers and flower buds of lolly buttons AKA Willy wonka-esque. Especially when you’re 4. And in the testosterone, sugar seeking wave if excitement, on parking our car said 4 year old threw …

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Cupcake

So, I woke up wedged between 2 bums this morning. A 40 something bum and a 4 year old bum. Both belonged to lads. Reinforcing what I have been feeling over the last few weeks – Sometimes I feel a little out of place. And lost in a man’s world. This morning, I’d been pushed …

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The song of Solstice

So, it is told that there is a tribe in africa – where when a woman is ready to conceive a child, she leaves her home. She leaves her village. And walks alone for a little while. Until she finds a single tree. She sits beneath the tree she finds. And she waits. Until she …

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Wednesday’s Child.

So, I was a little sad on Wednesday. You know those days when you have to look really hard for the brightness. And it’s just more comfortable to dwell in the veil of gloom. I’d wrapped myself deep within the veil when I realised, I’d lost my leg warmers. And felt myself slink into the …

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