Friday arvo respite with Magpies by the river. Often on a Tuesday afternoon I park my car just outside the Kevin Bartlett Reserve in Richmond. Over the last month I have noticed that when I pull up to my usual parking bay there is always a white vehicle here… in my spot. There is also […]
Wednesday night, brooding with jars and vessel’s and other things on the kitchen bench Whilst the chook cooks and the cakes cool, Leo, Raf’s cat, disrupts the radio – transmission. Cooped up and disrupted, me and you ruffled, Raffled and shitty.
I’m exhausted. Saturday was a day like no other. I had things to do but I didn’t quite know how or when to do them.
Cathy Freeman? No, not quite, it’s just me, zooming along a local pathway, bearing a couple of the gifts that the current times have bestowed upon me.