My heart pounding so hard plaster was coming off the walls.

Monday, 28 March 1994 Dear S, Well the bomb dropped and the dust has cleared, and with the benefit of the clarity of this fine Autumn day, I can truly say that I feel I have done the right thing.  It was not nearly as bad as I thought it would be, it really went quite well.  It didn’t actually happen on Thursday, the day … Continue reading My heart pounding so hard plaster was coming off the walls.

Sarcasm is the lowest form of wit, but it’s such a release!

Friday, 11 March 1994 Dear S, Well, your little brother has taken another baby step towards the mantle of adulthood.  This very morn I got my Learners Permit to drive.  It was bloody easy.  Leah timed me, a total of eight minutes.  I think it was because there’s so much information in the booklet, that I thought the test would have to be at least … Continue reading Sarcasm is the lowest form of wit, but it’s such a release!