Category: my journal

Building Belair

What a process it has been to reach today – the day I accept a quotation from project builder, Stellar Homes to build our retirement home – at a price we can afford. About 16 months ago, in April last year,we received our proposed plan from building designer David Frazer for a new home to […]

Tuesday August 10th, 2010 in my journal | No Comments »

Birdlife sets peaceful pace on Hindmarsh Island

It is deepest winter on Hindmarsh Island, but the prolific water birds, are unconcerned this chilly August morning. The swans are preening themselves, a lone pelican floats along the river, a heron silently observes and a flock of pristine white Ibis feed among the reeds. I have strolled from Arcadia Avenue where my friends have […]

Tuesday August 10th, 2010 in my journal | No Comments »

Goolwa Regatta Yacht Club raises funds for disabled

The Goolwa Regatta Yacht Club was a sea of French-style berets on Saturday for a fund-raiser for Sailability which featured the very chic Lisette and Her Faux Manouches. Fresh from a four and a half star performance at the Adelaide Cabaret, Lisette, alias Cathy Lawrence, who looks and sounds a little like Edith Piaf, kept […]

Sunday August 8th, 2010 in my journal | No Comments »

Moving moments

Moving Moments We are on the move.  The time has come after 12 months of the usual harrowing, time-consuming, finicky process of deciding to demolish and build another more functional, safer retirement home on the same site. And each room in our house is a sea of boxes. We reckon on moving day – two […]

Wednesday July 21st, 2010 in my journal | 6 Comments »

Aboriginal Art becomes English class act

By SERENA WILLIAMS One of the nice things about being a grandparent, I imagine, is watching your children coming to the slow realisation that parenting is a muckup, not a conspiracy!! By which I mean of course, that most of us do our best and when things go wrong it is most often issues of […]

Friday July 16th, 2010 in my journal | No Comments »

My father Frank

My father, Frank, has reached the grand age of 91, which is the first thing he tells anyone he meets. He immediately follows with the statement “I’m travelling very well for an old bugger.’’ And yes, dad is in excellent health, and God-willing I have inherited those longevity genes (because my mum, Florrie, died at […]

Thursday July 8th, 2010 in my journal | 4 Comments »