Category: Letters to S

1997, Letters from J, Letters to S

First day of Spring brings the end of the Football Season and a dead Princess.

VOL. 7, NO. 2 Sunday, Aug. 31, 1997  4:15pm Hey Sis, I know this is violating the quid pro quo rule, starting another letter before you’ve replied, but hey, what can I say. I’m sitting in here at work on a Sunday, listening to Pavement on my CD Walkman, looking out the window from Lucy’s desk (my computer has crapped itself yet again) at the … Continue reading First day of Spring brings the end of the Football Season and a dead Princess.

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1997, Letters from J, Letters to S

Starving myself whilst eating into my savings.

VOL. 7, NO. 1 Aug. 29, 1997  12:30pm Hey S, How you going?  Yup, a letter from your long lost bro.  How you doin’?  Eh? What’ve ya been up to? How’s your car? Ha ha haa! Mum told me about it.  Have you told Dad about it yet? (Oh God he’s always wanted to drive one of them) Do you want me to tell him. … Continue reading Starving myself whilst eating into my savings.

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1997, Letter from Grandparents, Letters to S

It’s nearly time for Pop to get up and I want to feed the cows and chooks before I have to feed him.

3 June 1997 Dear S, Jack and Brady, Well it will be very close to Brady’s 2nd birthday when you get this and I do hope the parcel I sent a week ago arrived in time and that she likes the pyjamas, will be a bit big but I was looking ahead when I bought them. Pop is gradually getting better, it’s a slow process … Continue reading It’s nearly time for Pop to get up and I want to feed the cows and chooks before I have to feed him.

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1997, Letter from Grandparents, Letters to S

Our first trip in a plane and it was an Air Ambulance.

4 March 1997 Dear S, Jack and Brady, Just a few lines in with a card to wish you a very Happy 4th Anniversary.  Thanks so much for your phone call on my birthday, the postie delivered your parcel and card on my birthday so that also made it extra special.  I love the book, thanks a lot and the lovely snaps too I haven’t had a … Continue reading Our first trip in a plane and it was an Air Ambulance.

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1996, Letters from J, Letters to S, Our Troublesome Father

Will I spend my whole life cringing on account of my father?

Monday, 23 December 1996  2:58pm S, Just had lunch with Dick.  We went to the Kay Craddock Antiquarian Bookseller’s first though.  We were looking for a book for Dad.  He collects (gulp) Australiana.  We were browsing through the hushed shop, next to the Scots Church on Collins Street when Dad thunders “JESUS, MATE.  SOME OF THESE BOOKS ARE OVER $500!”  Christ! will I spend my … Continue reading Will I spend my whole life cringing on account of my father?

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1996, Letters from J, Letters to S

I went downstairs and vomited petite as a cat in the bathroom. I’m getting too old for this.

Friday, 20 December 1996 Howdy S, You, know, I just realized that I’ve not relayed to you the sad news of the demise of one of the most dynamic partnerships since Hitler and Goebbels – Bev and I are splitsville.  Bev’s working on DAA now.  And I’ve finally got Neda into my clutches, she will assist me with “Who the Fuck Cares”, oh and Jeremy has … Continue reading I went downstairs and vomited petite as a cat in the bathroom. I’m getting too old for this.

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1996, Letters from J, Letters to S, Our Troublesome Father

And for your social discomfort – a typical lunch date with our Father.

Wednesday, 18 December 1996 Hey Sis, Dad asked me the other day if I had any plans for Christmas.  I blinked quickly (like stuttering with your eyes) and said No.  He nodded slowly and kept eating his sandwich,  He didn’t invite me to Nana’s thankfully.  I guess he can’t because it’s now established that the Slag goes with him, and he doesn’t want to hear me … Continue reading And for your social discomfort – a typical lunch date with our Father.

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1996, Letters from J, Letters to S

The Australian Male’s Holy Trinity – Punt, Piss & Perve.

Friday, 13 December 1996 S, I spent this morning at the dentist.  Geez, terror really takes it out of you, eh?  I’m exhausted I really am, I could drop off to sleep right on my desk here.  Well, I could have twenty minutes ago before my coffee.  I shared a brew (lerrrve that coffee lingo) with Crystal. She does a Marketing Newsletter.  I never even … Continue reading The Australian Male’s Holy Trinity – Punt, Piss & Perve.

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1996, Letter from Grandparents, Letters to S

We had fish and chips at the cemetery. It was a great day out.

5 December, 1996 Dear S, Jack and Brady, How are you all? Especially you S I do hope you are improving and that your job isn’t too demanding. Our daylight savings starts this weekend so we will be getting up in the dark again.  It is nice now, I can get up and go out in the garden early, on my own, except for the … Continue reading We had fish and chips at the cemetery. It was a great day out.

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1996, Letter from Grandparents, Letters to S

Yesterday I washed all the bedspreads and got them dry too.

6 October, 1996 Dear S, Jack and Brady, So very pleased to get your letter and lovely snaps of you all and also the post card you sent from the Canary Islands, it came the same day as your letter and snaps.  So sorry to hear you haven’t been well S and do hope you are gradually coming good.  When something is wrong it seems to … Continue reading Yesterday I washed all the bedspreads and got them dry too.

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