I have a short story featuring in the Immigration Museum’s upcoming exhibition, “Becoming You: An Incomplete Guide”. The Museum will be open to the public from Monday 16th November.
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Pandemic Poem #13 / Caterpillar Children
Who knew it was so damned hard to write a sonnet?
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Pandemic Poem #12 / Cabinet Limerick
In the long-running tradition of writing limericks in a tent when on holidays with my Dad comes today’s poem.
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Me, aged about 14 in the studio at Two State FM, Barham, March 2000
Bob McKinnon, Jason Nahrung, Zoe Werner & myself at Voice FM, Ballarat, May 2019. Photo by Pauline O’Shannessy Dowling.
I had such a good time recently on air on The Arts Program on 99.9 Voice FM as a guest presenter, that I’ll be doing it semi-regularly. Sitting in the studio is always a beautifully nostalgic place for me, because it takes me back to my formative years and reminds me of how connected I am to my parents.
As Pretty As Flowers And As Funny As A Clown – Thoughts on Mother’s Day.
In the past I’ve been very against Mother’s Day. The marketing machine dictating that mothers like all things fluffy, pink and scented annoys me. It’s a cop-out to give the woman who you should really know very well a off-the-shelf on a certain day of the year for doing a job and maintaining a relationship that she is obligated to.
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Flashback Friday – Poem – “Mistress of The House”
This poem about my Nanna, who passed away in October 2016, was written shortly afterwards. It was then part of the Minerva Speaks project in March 2017.
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Starting School
Yesterday, my eldest child started school.
I’ve been counting down for five years until this moment. I thought I would skip off merrily after dropping him on the first day, and with a big sigh of relief have myself a mid-morning cocktail and a rest. I was sure I wouldn’t cry.
Christmas Is Now
Lego heads
Megan & Audrey brave the surf at Point Impossible
A Present for Mum
I hope everyone had a good day yesterday although I’m aware that this is absolutely not “the most wonderful time of the year” for a lot of people. And despite my attempted avoidance of all things Christmas (see my previous blog post), I did end up opening presents under a tree with my children at seven am and Santa is definitely gaining a foothold in reality.
I Wish I Was Boycotting Xmas.
I wish I was boycotting Christmas, but I can’t.
I’ve threatened to “go bush” over Xmas for a few years now (both metaphorically and literally). This year, I naively thought I might really do it. No tree, no presents, no family, no food, no cakes, no carols. I was all for being the biggest Scrooge-Grinch and flying my anti-Xmas flag in the face of popular convention but it’s too hard.
