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When we were first married, and before the offspring arrived and used up our money, the Old Boy and I lashed out and bought the Agatha Christie collection. That's right: all her stories gathered together in a delightful, hard-cover set. Not realising we were...

The circle of life has spun around and, once again, we find ourselves immersed in the "limplicks". (That is what my children used to call this event. I'm just being careful. The thing is so heavily sponsored by big corporations that in some cases just mentioning the...

I've been wracking my brains as to what to write about this week. The Old Boy's out hunting bargains at garage sales; his favourite thing to do on a Saturday morning. The Wonder Dog is curled up nearby, on top of the recliner, having a snooze: one of his favourite...

I tootled off to the doc, yesterday, to get an anti-pneumonia jab. While I was there I happened to mention the arthritis in my wrist was giving me gip (actually, it's driving me bonkers!) and asked if he had any suggestions. The usual stuff wasn't helping much. He did...

I've been asked to speak at our public library in August, as part of their "meet the author" series. Of course my first question was: Why me? I'm not an author. I'm grateful to the librarian who invited me to speak in the Reading Room, Gawler Library, August 25, 11am...

I was channel-surfing the TV the other night and came across a show by two young Australian men of non-European heritage, who were sharing insights on Australia from a "brown person's" perspective. (I'm quoting them, so don't judge me.) They weren't the greatest...