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We were at an event this weekend where a gathering of parents had gotten together. As always there were the divisions of phases, some by gender some by life stages. In one area gathered the men, telling macho stories and analyzing rugby matches. In the lounge, found...read more
Sticks and stones For all of us, when we were kids our parents told us to be nice. There were consequences for our actions and we needed to be responsible for the words we said. Sticks and stones they told us, sticks and stones. And we continued the tradition of...read more
“It’s just a spoon” she said. Growing up we were the family that spent weekends away in different caravan parks, with our closest family friends. We spent evenings sharing meals at each other’s tents and quite often our cup was in their sink and their fork was in...read more
When I was a kid, one of my worst fears was that when I got too close to the underneath of my bed, a hand would come out and grab my feet and pull me under. It was not as bad as the idea of crocodiles chewing off my feet if they hung off the edge of the bed, but it was bad enough. Bad enough that even as an adult, it comes to mind when I have to feel for my slippers that got kicked under the bed as children came and went throughout the day.read more