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As a children’s author, I often visit schools for one-off writing workshops or small residencies but rarely do I have the opportunity to work with...
As a child, I spent most days outside with my hands in the dirt. When I wasn’t reading, I was gardening, which seems incongruous now because I live...
As a child, it seemed like everyone in my world played tennis. I grew up in a small outer suburb where sport had currency and tennis was at the heart...
When my mum died in 2012, I found a box of her old life-saving medals that she’d been awarded as a teenager. She grew up in public housing in...
When my son was nearing the end of primary school, he admitted that he’d known for many years that Santa was, in fact, just his parents sneaking...
When my son was nearing the end of primary school, he admitted that he’d known for many years that Santa was, in fact, just his parents sneaking...
When my son was nearing the end of primary school, he admitted that he’d known for many years that Santa was, in fact, just his parents sneaking...
When my son was nearing the end of primary school, he admitted that he’d known for many years that Santa was, in fact, just his parents sneaking...
Recently, I found a letter my mum had written me years ago when she was on holidays in Vietnam. The paper is thin and ratty on the edges, but the...
Many years ago, a friend from university invited some of us to his mum’s beach house at Walkerville South. His mum had bought the house super cheap...
Not long after my mum died, I talked to a friend’s mother about grief, and I compared what I was feeling to the loss she was experiencing after her...
When I was younger I was so terrified of public speaking that I went out of my way to avoid it. If I was forced to address a crowd, I didn’t sleep...
Throughout my 20s I never thought about owning property, because I was too busy enjoying living with friends in a string of share houses. Some of the...
After years of indoctrination from my native-animal loving parents, I arrived at adulthood wary of domestic pets. We didn’t have any when I was...
When my daughter went overseas on her gap-year adventure, my son and I found ourselves alone at home with the cat. Except for the odd Sunday morning...
When I was a child, the highlight of visiting my grandmother was being allowed to take her rubbish to the communal refuse room. The room had a chute...
As a kid our long summer holidays were mostly spent at the Croydon pool, with plastic containers of white-bread sandwiches, wedges of watermelon, and...
One year when I was very little, my mum hand-sewed a beaded cream dress with a taffeta skirt for a plastic doll I owned, to turn her from my toy into...
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