“The Little Brown Book”   Sue and Leo Kane – Reading for 6 April

Bloggers note: Mary McKillop was a remarkable woman and her recognition as a “saint” within the Catholic Church doesn’t distance her from us in any way.  “She walked our streets, visited places we know, endured the vagaries of our weather and suffered the discomforts of 19th century travel. Her spirit is still alive wherever she…

ANNIVERSARIES

I was with my Dad when he died. It was a Tuesday. Each year on 1 April, when grandkids are putting into practice those well-rehearsed April Fools’ Day pranks, my inclination to laugh and join in is often contrived, and at best, a half-hearted attempt at appearing amused. The day holds significance for me in…

NO SCHOOL TODAY

“Nan, what’s your internet password”? We were into Day 3 of home schooling yesterday, and were patting ourselves on the back as our Y7 student showed great promise in being able to structure her new daily routine around classes, online tutorials and solitary study. It all came to a crashing halt just after breakfast and…

WARNING: PERSONAL OPINION!

I cried myself to sleep last night – a flood of tears, a myriad of reasons. It has been happening frequently and while I try to convince myself I am letting the side down and or even wallowing in self-pity, the reality is harder to acknowledge.  This is then the article It has been a…

Laneways

Living in a rural area, on a working farm, means that laneways feature prominently and are often taken for granted as being a part of everyday routine and a necessary adjunct to travelling to and from the farm. But as I pulled together some thoughts for my “launching” blog, I looked closer at what laneways can represent to a country grandmother, bridging that generation gap that we hear about so often.

Farmer Jane

Over the years…….. Where did it all start? How did I reach this stage in my life still clinging to a name that was a “spur of the moment” answer to an impromptu question from a five year old? A five year old in my daughter’s class at school in the 1980’s.  Fancy still being…