About Irene Waters 19 Writer Memoirist
I began my working career as a reluctant potato peeler whilst waiting to commence my training as a student nurse. On completion I worked mainly in intensive care/coronary care; finishing my hospital career as clinical nurse educator in intensive care. A life changing period as a resort owner/manager on the island of Tanna in Vanuatu was followed by recovery time as a farmer at Bucca Wauka. Having discovered I was no farmer and vowing never again to own an animal bigger than myself I took on the Barrington General Store. Here we also ran a five star restaurant. Working the shop of a day 7am - 6pm followed by the restaurant until late was surprisingly more stressful than Tanna. On the sale we decided to retire and renovate our house with the help of a builder friend. Now believing we knew everything about building we set to constructing our own house. Just finished a coal mine decided to set up in our backyard. Definitely time to retire we moved to Queensland. I had been writing a manuscript for some time. In the desire to complete this I enrolled in a post grad certificate in creative Industries which I completed 2013. I followed this by doing a Master of Arts by research graduating in 2017. Now I live to write and write to live.
And not just any doors – RED doors!
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The light made them look red but they too were orange. Doors which went nowhere.
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Funny! Should you come to the States, you might want to check out the Winchester House, built by the wife of the man who made his fortune from Winchester rifles – She built the weirdest place you’ve ever seen – stairs that lead nowhere, doors that open to brick walls, windows that look at windows only inches away, floors that drop down inches and then rise inches at the next level. For every thing of great beauty and craftsmanship in the home – and there are many – is another wacko thing that makes no sense at all. So a red door that opens to nowhere – OK.
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LOL I’d love to visit Winchester House. Sounds like my kind of place. Roger of course would be quaking that I would come home with all kinds of ideas I’d want to copy.
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