I’ve now returned to a very warm Brisbane and am still gathering my thoughts as to what to write about the funeral. It was lovely, and I very much appreciated the opportunity to grieve with my family. But for now, I plan to blather on a lighter note about my latest reading project.
I have always [...]
Roald Dahl would have been 90 years old yesterday.
I think everyone in the English-speaking world has read at least one book by Roald Dahl. I owned so many of his children’s books when I was young. I identified with Matilda, of course - which girl who likes to read doesn’t? I was [...]
My mother recently told me that the term flying fox is used by those who think of bats as pests, and so I’ve tried to follow her lead and call them fruit bats instead, despite calling them flying foxes for much of my youth.
Every year, colonies of spectacled fruit bats used to nest in trees [...]
The Prince and I have been watching 80s music clips on the TV over the past few weeks (thanks to the Music Max channel), which has been an interesting cultural experience for me. As I grew up without a television, I didn’t really become involved in pop culture until I was about 15 - [...]
Whenever I see black and grey striped clothing, or people wearing combinations of black and grey, I’m reminded of the Worst Witch series of children’s books by Jill Murphy. (There was also a TV series which I watched every Sunday because I was then at Uni and henceforth had plenty of time in which to [...]
One of the reasons I stood in the store drooling at the shiny fondue set last weekend was my love of Asterix comics. When I was younger, I was an enormous fan of Asterix comics - and still am, I guess. Although I haven’t re-read them for years, I still reckon myself a [...]
I remember standing on a footpath, looking down at my feet enclosed in little boots and legs warm inside thick tights. There were dead leaves blowing past along the ground. I reached up to take the hand of the adult next to me, and we walked off.
I remember Brother urging to me ride [...]
This very long series of books by Elinor Brent-Dyer and set in the Chalet School (which, throughout the series, is set variously in Switzerland, Austria, England, and an island somewhere, I think) was one of my very favourite things to read when I was younger, and going through my boarding school fiction phase.
I daydreamed of [...]
I don’t have terribly clear memories of my early childhood. My mind drifts over an impressionistic canvas of history, photographs and stories. My clearest memories of my younger years are the moments I found most terrible or embarrassing at the time, unfortunately, but I think it’s the same for most people. The [...]
The name I have now is not the name I have on my birth certificate. It’s very similar. But on my birth certificate, I only have one middle name. Now, I have two.
When I was young, I told my parents that I wanted one of my middle names to be Rose. [...]
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