Category Archives: 2013

Eerie

The eeriness of the Champagne pools is due to the steam vapour which sits over the area because of its high temperature of 74 degrees centigrade. The bubbles are due to CO2  which gives its name to the 700 year … Continue reading

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Horizon (2)

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First it broke: Now it too is broken

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Horizon

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Memoir

“In our memories we meet ourselves” Elizabeth Jolley Learning to Dance

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Style

“Style” says John McGahern “is the reflection of personality in language, everything having been removed from it that is not itself – the most perfect technique is as worthless as mere egotism. To reach that point we have to feel … Continue reading

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Stairway to ?

“As human beings, we are given a unique opportunity to experience life with all its ups and downs, joys and sorrows. It is a privilege that must not be taken for granted.” This quote by an unknown was attached to … Continue reading

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Noosa’s Best Kept Secret

We first came to the amphitheatre before we moved to Noosa, on the sunshine coast of Queensland, Australia, two years ago. Our friends took us on a picnic to Lake Macdonald  in the Noosa hinterland at Cooroy. The Lake is spectacular … Continue reading

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I repeated Kindergarten three times.

I commenced school very early in life. At three my parents enrolled me at Tamworth Church of England Girls’ School in Kindergarten. As my mother was getting bored at home and because the school required a latin teacher for their higher … Continue reading

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The Axe Attack

My brother and I had been fighting for days, over what exactly I can’t remember, but it would be over something that I wanted that he wouldn’t let me have. I screamed at him whilst he taunted me. We had moved … Continue reading

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