The city where I live. I came here in 1995 “for a few years” to “advance my career”. I fell in love, stayed longer than expected. And then, I don’t know, suddenly it’s twenty years later. Although I still toy with the idea of moving back to the country, Sydney is increasingly “home”.
“How was your week?”, my cousin Matthew asked me at Ballina Airport this afternoon. “Pretty relaxing, considering I was working most days”, I told him. Since arriving home on Christmas Day I’ve been pretty much connected to my phone and computer most days. I’ve also visited the Lismore office on two half-days, because there are […]
Read More »“Can I take your picture? I’ll laminate it and put it on my car”, the man said to me, as I stopped and looked at his “unique” vehicle. I’ve reached the point in life where I’m more likely to say, “Sure, why not?”, than “Why”? Pretty soon, it seems, my face will be on a […]
Read More »“Some people told me this is a good place to take photographs”, the young woman said to me with a smile. We were the only two people at the top of the circular tower at the Overseas Passenger Terminal. She was a twenty-something woman visiting from Japan, and she had her heart set on taking […]
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