Tag Archives: early childhood memories

Trog and other Animals

Trog was wild:  but she comes a bit later. This is the first in a series about the animals in my life. It will be in a new category of its own called Trog and other animals. I was always … Continue reading

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Our Next trip cancelled

After our holiday we all looked forward to our next holiday on an island in the Barrier Reef. My brother read books about the coral and fish that we would see and then told me all about them. I know … Continue reading

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Our 1961 camping trip to North Queensland.

In the last summer, the one before I started to feel nauseated when I wiped up, we had gone on a camping trip to North Queensland. My mum hated camping and I had heard stories of when they used to … Continue reading

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The Kitchen

Kitchens and I just don’t mix. I hate cooking. I hate touching food. I love eating food. I think that I probably picked this up from my mother who saw cooking as a chore. Coming home tired after a hard … Continue reading

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Dining Room

A boring room which had openings into the kitchen (separated by a breakfast bar), the big back porch , the hall and the double opening into the lounge room. The room, bare apart from a table, six chairs and an … Continue reading

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The Lounge Room

The loungeroom was the second room off the hallway that led from the front door. The entry into it was via a space the size of double doors except that there were no doors attached. Travelling around the room, the piano … Continue reading

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The Toilet

In case you have only recently looked at my blog and you don’t know what I am doing I think, that for this post, I should give some background information. As a memoir writer I am trying some experimentation by … Continue reading

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My Father’s study

Situated to the right of the front door was my Father’s study. People could come and go into his study, for consultation with Dad, without disturbing the rest of the family. My Father was a minister and in a small country town … Continue reading

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The Leper (2)

I fitted into my family in the same way I fitted into society. I didn’t. My father was a minister and my mother one of the original Quiz Kids. My “outside world” expected me to be either a goody two … Continue reading

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