Friendship 

The two elderly women in the corner of the coffee shop are engrossed in each other’s stories unaware of onlookers.  They are complete.  Their friendship is bound neither by age nor place.  The two of them, oblivious of the Facebook definition of friendship. The two in the photo seem to be share a depth and…

What Lies in a Handshake

My father believed in the power of first impressions.  He accepted, that as he appraised someone for the first time, so they would similarly judge him. When I meet someone for the first time my father’s voice reminds me, “Always make eye contact, smile, dress smart and shake hands with firm enthusiasm.” A weak handshake…

Black and White Photo Challenge

Each week Cee posts a black and white photo challenge.  This week’s theme is houses and this is my contribution. When this photo was taken we had recently been on a house boating holiday with family members.  Our houseboat was a long way formed from this humble cobbled together home of a local community member…

Chad

Names have been changed. Chad  was referred to our service in January seeking support to reduce cannabis and maintain abstinence from methamphetamine (ice), which he has used for twenty years.  Chad is 42. Chad and Samantha have six children, three each to different partners.Samantha’s girls reside with their natural father and she sees them fortnightly…

Change of Plans

It is winter down under where we live so we expect rain, cloud and wind which the BOM site (Bureau of Meteorology) forecast for the weekend.   Working an eight day fortnight, alternating Fridays and Mondays off, once a fortnight we have a four-day weekend and we try to get away in our camper trailer. However,…

My Mother: An Introduction

My mother, Irene Mary Dearham, was born in Cape Town, South Africa in 1928.  The believed story was that Mum’s parents had died in a motor vehicle accident.  Polly, as Mum was known to her family, became a ward of the state and placed in the care of  her Uncle Bill.  They lived-in Cape Town…