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
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
Do you know that feeling you get when you don’t really want to leave somewhere? When you’re comfortable, happy and there’s a strong pull to stay? I had that feeling again over the past couple of days as I started to turn my mind toward leaving Scotland, just as I had it when I was … Continue reading Farewell Scotland, Hola Spain
There’s a sign just across the road from my 84-year-old Scottish cousin’s house that says “Elderly People” and it features two stooped figures walking. When I drew my cousin’s attention to the sign, mostly because I was surprised at the way the senior citizens were being depicted, she told me, laughing: “That’s not there for … Continue reading I will have what she’s having, please
There’s something about the bagpipes that just gets me, every time. I don’t mean just a little bit misty-eyed – I mean chest-tightening, tears flowing, crying. It’s pride, it’s love and yes, in recent years it’s undoubtedly mixed with grief over the loss of my Dad. But it’s been like this for as long as … Continue reading Bagpipes make me cry
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