Friendship

When I was reevaluating my core beliefs and values at the beginning of the year friendship was still in the top five values.  Despicable me … I started to wonder why I still allow people into my life who add little and wipe their feet all over me.  Awesome me … I then wondered why…

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…

Great Ocean Road, Victoria, Australia

The MOTH (man of the house) and myself spent a four day weekend catching up with a girlfriend who lives in Melbourne.  We became friends through our husbands who worked together and have maintained the friendship link as first she moved country, then we moved country and then we reconnected and then we drifted apart. …

Feeling Like Me

When or where do you feel most like yourself? This question would not have crossed my mind in a million years.  Ask me where I am most happy, when I’m most excited or where I like to be when I’m both happy and excited and the answer would roll out.  But where or when do…

Happy 18th Birthday Suzie

We’ve known the family about eight or nine years when I worked with my friend in an industrial site office on the wrong side of the tracks.  Salubrious is not a word that comes to mind when I recall the office. Ken Duncan photographs were conspicuous because of the effort they made to lift the tone of…

Australia Day

On the other side of the world many of you will be waiting for the Sandman to come visiting … while here in the Land Down Under it is Australia Day (correctly pronounced Straya Day). It is the one day in the year on which the rest of us catch up with those among us…

Is there Life after Facebook?

What do you want to do less of in 2014? A debate taking a lot of head miles recently is the amount of time I spend on Facebook inanely trawling other peoples’ pages.  It isn’t that my life is so boring I live voyeuristically through on-line postings.  It’s because working full time precludes a full…