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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.

First Memories – The whaling Station

I was four. My cousin Jenny came to stay. I hated her because my brother preferred playing with her than with me. She had already shown herself to be a scaredy-cat, having come to school with me she had cried … Continue reading

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Nightmare in Paradise

For newlyweds, Roger and Irene, life was full of promise as they embarked on their new life together, business partners with the paramount Chief of an exotic and remote island in the Pacific in the running of a small resort … Continue reading

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FIRST MEMORIES

My first memory is a vague, misty, scarcely-there vision of a railway line, a railway crossing and walking, walking, walking. I would have been around eighteen months old. I know it is a memory because when I talked about it … Continue reading

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REFLECTIONS

                                                REFLECTIONS Everyday is different. This morning the river was still, not a breath of air ruffling … Continue reading

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