Daffodils in August

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Sunday, November 30, 2014

To begin at the beginning...

This heading is the opening line of Under Milkwood (Dylan Thomas). It's a little optimistic of me, since I have started and restarted this story more than once. So, to begin at this beginning... Many years ago, when we were first married, my now ex-husband asked, in that flippant way of his, 'shall... Sign in to see full entry.

Monday, May 7, 2012

More spots

The parents were really, really nice about it. Having flown back from England on the same flight, Bella (not her real name) had been visiting a lot of friends and relatives and baby Tom could have picked it up anywhere... so kind of her to think so! They'd invited us all to stay for a week or two... Sign in to see full entry.

Wednesday, May 2, 2012

Spots before the eyes

That last entry didn't go quite how I'd planned.. interruptions... It wasn't only my illness that had caused difficulties. Our daughter, just eight, had come out in chicken-pox spots the weekend before we were scheduled to fly. I rang the airline and asked their advice. I was told that provided... Sign in to see full entry.

Saturday, April 28, 2012

Getting myself organised

I think now is as good a time as any to start to put this book into some kind of shape. I have a lot of hand-written journals to go back over, and far too little free time to transcribe them into softcopy. So it might be a good idea to just write, from memory, and see how far I can get. It was a... Sign in to see full entry.

Sunday, February 28, 2010

I did it

It took a lot of thinking... but I've sent off my "resignation" from the doctorate. It was time. I have something more important to do right now, and if I want to I can continue elsewhere next year. Or towards the end of this year, if I'm getting bored. Somehow I don't think that will be a problem.... Sign in to see full entry.

Wednesday, February 10, 2010

Something always comes up...

At last; there is a way to extract myself gracefully from my academic ties in Australia. Last September I got talking to a couple at church, on a temporary visit from their current mission in Malaysia. I offered to help with editing and proofreading for their various project publications. Having... Sign in to see full entry.

Wednesday, February 3, 2010

Decoding Paralysis - Talking it through to myself

Am I paralysed, or just inert? If I study my Jung, I am in a state of inertia and regression; to a place of detachment, of not thinking... Right now, the terse and unfriendly emails I am getting from my ex-husband when I necessarily query what he is doing with the monthly maintenance payments are a... Sign in to see full entry.

Monday, January 11, 2010


Here's a thought.. a text I feel I want to send... ' Morning... here's a different hook for you to hang your hat on.. Long ago, when I asked to move home (all of us), you told me Australia was a better place to bring up kids. It's obvious you were never serious about getting us home. I needn't have... Sign in to see full entry.

Dance of the moments...

Sunday, January 10th 2010. I am sitting on bench on a busy Sydney street corner, in the semi-shade, in the hot Sunday mid-morning... again my thoughts stray to you... how, after your intervention into my life, I am sitting, waiting, sipping water and eating an oat bar to stave off the nausea that... Sign in to see full entry.

Sunday, December 13, 2009

The mixture as before.

I've said goodbye to CG, having caught up with him for the last time over the weekend. When I first saw him again after some six weeks I found myself, again, surprised that I had forgotten how attractive he is, how tall and tanned he is -- he seemed to have lost weight -- and how much he smiles. Of... Sign in to see full entry.

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