Mamma told me there’d be days like this…

Earlier this week I defended my PhD.  This was a milestone moment in my life. I had always wanted to do my PhD but thought it would be in the area of Art history – my great passion. Instead, I embarked on a journey to recount the history of my maternal heritage. White Russians whoContinue reading “Mamma told me there’d be days like this…”

What goes on in your mind?

I’ve been thinking about Michael and how he died without being able to communicate; a tracheostomy inserted into his windpipe in order to breathe meant that his voice box couldn’t work. At first he tried, very valiantly, to speak in the hope that we would all be able to understand. To read his lips. ButContinue reading “What goes on in your mind?”

Burnt toast and kerosene heaters

Last night I had a hankering for some toast – just some plain toast with a smear of vegemite.  Down I went into the kitchen and put the bread in the toaster and waited for what seemed like ages.  Impatient, and sure that the toast must be ready I pressed the cancel button and upContinue reading “Burnt toast and kerosene heaters”