S’s Gratitude Journal I spent the entire day with J (Brady spent the day with Mum). I remember it so clearly, we laughed all the way around the city. He took me on a tour of all his daily haunts. We giggled at my win at the Casino. We bought crystals and little boxes of spells in a shop called Spellbox (I wrote that it … Continue reading 1,827 days.
12-14 March 1999 J grudgingly agreed to come with Brady and I down to our Grandparents house, with our Father. As you will have established by now our Father is a narcissistic, misogynist. The archetypal Aussie Male Baby Boomer – loves fishin’, huntin’, drinkin’ and screwin’. This entailed a four hour car drive (each way) listening to him bleet on about himself and how much he … Continue reading Oh the things we did to keep our Father happy.
March 1999 Brady and I flew to Australia for a holiday and to celebrate my Aunty Tia’s (my mothers only sister) 50th birthday. We stayed in Melbourne with my Mum and Winky, and we all flew to Queensland for the big birthday party, it was a lovely time. It was warm, there was swimming, family, memories shared and made, lots of laughter – my Aunty … Continue reading Gratitude for something I wrote down 17 years ago.
27 January 1999 Dear S and Brady, Pop said to say thank you very much for the video “Fawlty Towers” we all enjoyed it very much, he had a nice birthday and he really enjoyed all the phone calls, was lovely to speak to you and Brady. J has been up here to see us too, gee it was lovely to see him. Pop is … Continue reading And as for the apples, well they got cooked right there on the tree.