Monthly Archives: March 2014

Today he said to grandad ‘the birds show us how to sing’

       I am sleeping beside  a thumper bumper jumper with the unerring capacity to launch him self across the vast plain of a queen-size and nuzzle into me like a mossie honing in on its target.     … Continue reading

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insects – be kind

Dad hops on the plane at Merimbula. he is stoic wanting to get away, his bottom lip is trembling and his face is a mask of holding emotion that threatens to engulf  him. I am ticked all over with those … Continue reading

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