Brady and I arrived in Australia on 6 Dec 1995, we stayed with Mum and then at J’s for a few nights. J was so proud of his little house and I was so proud of him. He dragged me around the City showing me where he worked and his daily haunts. We did a lot of shopping. We spent hours talking about the … Continue reading ‘Til next time little brother.
Found amongst my brother’s paperwork – he kept his first Christmas card from his niece. Brady and her Uncle J (in his favourite Black Hawaiian Shirt) – Brady’s first Christmas, Australia 1995 I chuckle when I look at this picture imaging Brady saying ‘So it’s a deal Uncle J, you being a vegetarian and all that, I can have your share of the turkey … Continue reading Merry Christmas Uncle J – 1995
Wednesday 22 November 1995 Dear J, All the best for a beaut birthday on the 26th. We are well and hope you are too. Well won’t be long till S, Jack and Baby Brady get here, it will be lovely to see them. My word your Father has been having a hard time of it with his bad back but seems to be well on … Continue reading Cows, Slugs and Fake Cats.
Tuesday 21 November 1995 9:16AM Hey S, Tuesday mornin’, strollin’ up Collins Street, wading through a block and a half of baby-puke stink-smell that’s swirling invisibly around me from Elizabeth to Russell Street. I’m wearing a new shirt. It’s an ugly blue, gonna buy another two today, maybe. Just missed Princess Di’s diatribe on morning TV. Not sorry really, I think she’s ghastly. Goddamned show-pony, … Continue reading Columbo investigates the Swedish Postal System.
Author: ‘Mum’ Date: 14/11/95 1:37PM Priority: Normal To: ‘S’ Subject: Dear S and Jack Have managed to get a few minutes to get on the internet. Happy Birthday to you, Happy Birthday to you, Happy Birthday Dear Jack, Happy Birthday to you. Last one before the BIG 30 eh? I have sent you a card, but think it might be late so am emailing. I’ll save … Continue reading All systems go for Brady’s first trip to the Land of OZ.
Tuesday, 14 November 1995 1:07 PM Hey Sis, Been a few days since I’ve had time to write. Let’s see… Friday night I ended up going to the Esplanade Hotel in St Kilda with Nadia and her boyfriend Aaron to see a what can only be describe as a Psycho-billy three-piece band they’re called the “Fireballs”. They all had mohawks and no shirts on. Simplistic but … Continue reading What’s my scene?
Wednesday, 8 November 1995 10:49 AM Goddamn I’m hungry Sis. Roll on 11 o’clock so I can sneak over to Collins Place and get some food. Starving. .. Spent yesterday (Melbourne Cup) on the couch. Didn’t get out of bed ’til 1:30. Caught half of Ingmar Bergman’s “Wild Strawberries” on SBS. I didn’t realize what film it was until the end. I’ve been trying to hire that film for … Continue reading Mum’s moving to Vegas!