Elizabeth Macquarie kept a diary during the long voyage to New South Wales in 1809. She confessed that life afloat had its advantages. For once, her husband was not absent due to matters of business; ‘I have spent my time in the manner which entirely suits my
Read more →Daydreaming in our pandemic iso-world is a national pastime. Here is an imagined dinner, hosted by myself and my partner Rob in our new house at Blackheath, in the Blue Mountains of New South Wales. There are four courses (well sort of), and four dinner guests from
Read more →Behold the lilies of the field, how they grow…. This is a little tribute to my mother, and to the lilies that grow in my garden, as they once did in hers.. When we moved to our property in the Blue Mountains of New South
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