November 7

I realised probably too late today it was the anniversary of mum's death. She died on November 7, 1984, and this photograph (attached) was taken at her "final birthday", February 7, 1984. I was on the verge of my nineteenth birthday, and mum was only 62 years old when she had a heart-attack. She had... Continue Reading →

Family Scans

After the glorious weather of the last few days, it's turned colder and we're getting some rain here on the North Coast. For my family, it's welcome relief, as they've been complaining about the high humidity, the thunder and lighting, but no actual rain to offset the pain. Also as a positive, it's meant we've... Continue Reading →

Same, Same but Different

"OMG, it's Kerry", I shouted out inside my heard. Instantly, I realised I shouldn't be surprised since I knew Kerry was a regular at the Lismore Farmer's Markets. I've known Kerry's partner, Paul for almost forty years (since the start of high school), and Kerry for about a decade. Or is it longer? Because I've... Continue Reading →

Mum’s Birthday

As it's my birthday, I went searching through my photographic archives for images from birthdays past. Oddly enough, I don't have a lot of suitable photographs of my celebrating, but I did find one from a birthday I remember vividly. It's me and my mum celebrating her birthday in Feburary 1984, just nine months before... Continue Reading →

Now Hear This

I didn't expect to, but ended up telling a story at the "Now Hear This" story-telling night in Sydney tonight. I told the story of my great-great grandmother who had a relationship with her first cousin (no, I don't have two heads). After the birth of their fourth child together, he married someone else and... Continue Reading →

The Big Visit

The view of Sydney Tower (I still call it "Centrepoint") from the twenty-sixth floor of The Hilton is pretty bloody good. It's a fact I discovered on Friday when my relatives, Michelle and Shane booked in for a weekend in Sydney. Michelle and Shane have been to Sydney a few times. In fact, they were... Continue Reading →

Sunday Sunday

What is it about rain and the Queen's Birthday Holiday? Although I can't be sure, since I haven't checked the records, it feels like it rains every year on this holiday in Sydney. In some ways, that's okay, since rainy day holidays can be just as much fun as the summer ones. Life indoors, cooking,... Continue Reading →

Family History

I was looking tonight at a photograph of me and my dad. By the look of things I'm less than twelve months old, so it was probably taken sometimes towards the end of 1966. Dad's wearing a cardigan, so it was probably the winter of that year. As I looked at the photograph, I suddenly... Continue Reading →

Home for Easter

If it wasn't for Blues-Fest (held at nearby Byron Bay), the local paper, "The Northern Star" would have been a fairly thin volume today. Aside from the "social page snap" of Kings Cross nightclub owner, John Ibrahim, there wasn't much to be found in today's paper. Normally, when I come home, I can always find... Continue Reading →

More History

I went in search today of details about the still-born child my mum and dad had back in 1953. As with many things in my family, it wasn't something that was talked about. Indeed, when I mentioned it to one of my older sisters, and showed her the record from the online historical indexes of... Continue Reading →

Scanning The Past

Although I was a reasonably fat as a baby and I'm reasonably fat right now, there was a time from about 1980 to 1990 when I was actually quite thin. In fact, you might say I was waif-like in this particular photograph taken in about 1982. Any wonder my mum kept trying to feed me... Continue Reading →

Are You On Skype?

I was both excited and surprised when my sister asked me tonight if I was on Skype? We were chatting about life in general, what she's been up to, what I've been up to, her plans for retirement, and my plans to visit China. It was a lovely conversation. And then all of a sudden... Continue Reading →

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