Rabbits don’t mind what colour flowers they eat.

23 November 1998 Dear J, Do hope you have a beaut birthday.  Pop is gradually coming better, it’s a long slow process, he had more x-rays last week but he is so weak and he just runs out of puff but he is eating a lot better again so should get his strength back. No veggie garden this year, have got a couple of tomato … Continue reading Rabbits don’t mind what colour flowers they eat.

Oh God the depths I’ve sunk to in my mortgaged up mediocre life.

Tuesday, 3 September 1996 Helloooooooooooooooooooo  J       apoos How are you my darling? I am so lazy I never write to you and now that I am I have nothing to say, I tell you everything when I ring. Heard you had dinner with Dad on Sunday for Father’s Day. Mum told me all about his embarrassing shenanigans at the restaurant, what a hoot. … Continue reading Oh God the depths I’ve sunk to in my mortgaged up mediocre life.

Merry Christmas Uncle J – 1995

  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

I guess you could call it a role playing, electronic, sexless, sci-fi, extra-marital affair.

31 August 1995 To you my Dear Dear Brother, Well where to start, maybe with the standard apology for not writing sooner or more often but I am afraid that the re-telling of the drudgery of my married life in the suburbs may not prove entertaining to you and besides I would rather you had some image in your head of me living in the … Continue reading I guess you could call it a role playing, electronic, sexless, sci-fi, extra-marital affair.

Bear with me J, I haven’t forgotten you.

18 August 1995 Hi J, Just a quick aerogram to let you know that I’m getting your letters and they’re not disappearing into an abyss. This has been unbearable, I would rather have given birth to another ten babies than have gone through this, it’s really hard to get it together. I have started a long letter to you and I shall send it as soon as … Continue reading Bear with me J, I haven’t forgotten you.