I’ve been reading the wrong books

Actually I haven’t read a book for a month: I’ve been binge watching The Good Wife and like some of the writers in the New Yorker I’m a bit gob smacked (although they wouldn’t put it that way).  I especially like Joshua Rothman’s review/opinion piece What was the Good Wife about?    Like, I suspect, […]

ebbs and flows

Three months. More than three months. I’m still sleeping in  a natural pattern and waking when my body tells me to. The inflammation, having gone down to 4 (whatever it’s measured in) has risen again to 6. But that’s nowhere near the 37 it was 3 years ago. The money is ebbing and flowing too. […]

reflections and memories

Over the last 2 years I have read 2 books written by people I once knew about people I once knew. One of these is A Good Batch of Scones, by Alison Melotti-Cormack. It’s a moving story of a daughter visiting a mother who is nearing the end of her life. The visit is  made […]


There’s been a lot of to-ing and fro-ing on social media (Facebook) recently. I’m old enough to be alarmed. There were, in my community in the 1950s, adults and children with polio. Isn’t it great that it has almost been eliminated? And who wants to see a baby with whooping cough? It’s not that I […]

ah freedom

I retired 6 weeks ago and so far it’s been good, if a little bit of a financial rollercoaster. The superannuation is  not easy to live on and for the first 2 weeks I duly noted every damned thing I spent money on. By the third week I was bored and no richer. I have […]

exploring the abyss

Gordon Walters became ‘infamous’ for his koru paintings. Let’s just get that out of the way. His name became synonymous with appropriation: the koru symbol appropriated from Māori, for personal gain and fame. These images are everywhere. Less well-known are his other images. I was lucky enough to have a book loaned to me: Francis […]

can this really be the end?

This is the start of my education, circa 1956. It’s odd to think that I end my working life in the education system. I never meant to but some jobs I had made me feel I needed a little more of a challenge than stripping mould frills off soap (McLeods), straightening labels on coffee jars […]