Birds flying high, you know how I feel

Feeling Good. That’s one of the new songs I’ve chosen to learn and it has such beautiful lyrics. “It’s a new dawn, it’s a new day, it’s a new life, for me… and I’m feeling good.” This song, which captures so evocatively the feeling of freedom, could be a theme tune for my career break. … Continue reading Birds flying high, you know how I feel

Enjoying some time on roads less travelled

I don’t know whether to be inspired or worried when my 67-year-old mother sets out to drive the 3,425 or so kilometres from one side of Australia to the other. Perhaps a bit of both? She flatly refuses to fly. If she were meant to fly, she would have been born with wings - or … Continue reading Enjoying some time on roads less travelled

In the arms of the angel

I made my Aunty cry a couple of nights ago. It was my singing that triggered it, but hopefully not because it was so bad, as my Dad would once have joked. I’m very happy to be back at singing lessons now I’m home in Melbourne and I was sharing with Aunty D and my … Continue reading In the arms of the angel

‘Oui’ does not mean stop

Those who travel on their own, particularly women, are people I have always looked upon with great admiration and respect. I was never quite sure where they got the courage and confidence to travel to another country on their own and keep themselves safe – particularly where they don't know the language. At some stage … Continue reading ‘Oui’ does not mean stop