Dried leaves in boiling water…

…an exercise in associative blogging. Tea. My Nanna (Dad’s mum), who I remember as teaching me to drink tea – no sugar, a bit of milk, strong and hot. Breathing in the steam from the mug, cupped in cold hands, sitting around a campfire at night. So many glorious camping holidays with my family and my mum’s twin sister’s family when I was a kid. Yum cha, the brew getting stronger as the meal progresses until the pot is refilled and it goes back to hot water lightly tinged with colour and flavour. The ritual of Grandma’s teapot, readied before … Continue reading Dried leaves in boiling water…

100 years – a life

This piece was written by my very wonderful Aunty Liz. Liz is my Mum’s twin sister and our family historian, she has self-published a series of books about various branches of the family and I’ve very much enjoyed reading them all. My cousins Cameron and Rebecca read this out at Grandma’s funeral on Tuesday and as I listened I thought I really wanted to share the story with my readers. Liz has very kindly given me permission to publish it here. I’ve added some photos (mouse-over for captions) from a slideshow that Liz also put together for the funeral. Gladys … Continue reading 100 years – a life

Saying goodbye

On Saturday evening I had a phone call from my mum. She was ringing to tell me my grandma had just died. Mum had arrived to visit Grandma at the nursing home at about 5:30pm and had been unable to wake her. By 7:30pm Grandma was gone. The night before Mum and Dad had spent some time with Grandma, she’d been very sleepy and had trouble talking but was able to appreciate the visit. On Saturday morning the nurses say she managed to drink a little for breakfast and again for lunch, then she drifted into unconsciousness and didn’t wake … Continue reading Saying goodbye

OOTD – I’ve been shopping edition

This week I managed to buy myself 3 new pairs of shoes, 2 pairs of shorts, 2 tops, a dress and a crochet poncho thingy. I won’t show you everything at once because I’d look really strange wearing all those clothes layered on top of each other plus I’ve only got two feet and the shoes look very odd hanging from my ears. Here’s the first installment: Dress and poncho – Autograph Shoes – Zensu from Mathers And here’s what the dress looks like without the poncho: The shoes have passed the test of walking all over Westfield for several … Continue reading OOTD – I’ve been shopping edition

It’s a little disconcerting really

If, when I am sitting at the dinner table, eating my meal, I happen to look slightly to my right and down under the kitchen bench at the end of the table, this is what I see: Her eyes follow every move of food from my plate to my mouth with ferocious concentration. And the occasional imperative growl. Which never fails to make me laugh, but which worries me because what on earth is a guest going to think if an enormous black dog sits by their elbow at the dinner table and growls at them? (Yes, she does get … Continue reading It’s a little disconcerting really

Swimming

I can’t remember learning to swim, though I do remember swimming lessons, specifically taking the life-saving course at Pymble pool in the summer holidays while my younger siblings were learning to swim and going to the school swimming scheme in primary school. I know diving clicked for me when I was 9 and we were in Tahiti on our way to the US where my dad was going for a 4 month sabbatical. There is also the family story of sibling rivalry wherein I was going without floaties for the first time at 3 years old and my sister, 21 … Continue reading Swimming