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2001, Emails, Letters from J

I’d like to plop my brain into a fish bowl and place it on a window ledge somewhere.

  From: ‘J’ Date: 03 May 2001 12:37AM To: ‘S’ Subject: Transvestites and tranquillisers   Hey Sis. What’s up?  Me, I’m getting out more now that Paige’s moved out. Can’t just sit around and wait to be entertained, goddammit.  So I went to Fitzroy on the weekend, watched a sextagenarian transvestite with an ostrich feather in her hair do the mambo to a 60’s cover band whilst … Continue reading I’d like to plop my brain into a fish bowl and place it on a window ledge somewhere.

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2001, Emails

I’ll tell you how busy I am…

From: ‘S’ Date: Tuesday, February 20, 2001 02:26AM To: ‘J’ Subject: HELP!!! What the hell is Nana’s address, I can’t find it any where. Oh God, help me please! Urgent reply needed, don’t ignore this one or I am dead. Ta S   From: ‘J’ Date: 20 February 2001 11:52PM To: ‘J’ Subject: RSDXXX, Lakes Entrance Vic 3909 and she’s turning 77.  I’m sending a … Continue reading I’ll tell you how busy I am…

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2000, Letters to S, Our Troublesome Father

All good plans come unstuck.

20 May 2000 Dearest S, Barry, Brady and O, It’s been a long time since I’ve written a letter so please excuse the scrawl. S I didn’t mean to offend by not sending a card for O when she was born, there was no intent meant so I’m truly sorry if it appeared there was.  If I look up from where I’m writing this letter … Continue reading All good plans come unstuck.

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2000, Other

A little ray of sunshine has come into the world.

Barry and I welcomed the most delightful blue-eyed baby girl into the world on 14 March, 2000 at Stoke Mandeville Hospital as Abba’s ‘Dancing Queen’ played in the background. After a 12 hour labour our 9lb beauty was safely in our arms. I slept afterwards and Barry told me he just sat, gently cradling our daughter staring at her.  When I woke Barry carried me … Continue reading A little ray of sunshine has come into the world.

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2000, Letter from Grandparents, Letters from S

I placed potatoes on Pop’s grave.

2 March 2000 Dear S, Thanks for the postcard from Waikiki and also the video of The Lost Gardens of Heligan that you sent me for Christmas, I really enjoyed it, it’s so marvellous that it could be bought back to life and lovely to follow it through, what a big job to tackle, lots of hard work but so rewarding. Well it’s really March now, … Continue reading I placed potatoes on Pop’s grave.

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1999, Letter from Grandparents, Letters to S

The rooster I had picked on the young ones, so I killed him.

30 August, 1999 So very pleased to get your letter and all the lovely snaps.  It’s a beaut one of your Dad, J and Brady, and the ones with Pop in are some of the last to be taken of him. It was also nice to see the full one of our house that Pop built. I wish he could have seen this photo. Do … Continue reading The rooster I had picked on the young ones, so I killed him.

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1999, Letters from J, Letters to S

PlayStation, beer and pizza. Satisfying men’s business.

Thursday,  20 May 1999 Dear S, Igor and Dee came over for dinner last night. I made a casserole. I drank their beer. We watched music videos, bitched about work and co-workers. Igor’s been at Phoenix Magazines for a month now. His first edition is out soon.  He seems to be quite enjoying it.   Tuesday, 25 May 1999 How  was my  weekend?  Same tune, … Continue reading PlayStation, beer and pizza. Satisfying men’s business.

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1999, Letters from J, Letters to S, Our Troublesome Father

You know a rock star is on the way out when he starts singing about his kids.

Wednesday 21 April 1999  9.30AM Dear S Saw Billy Bragg play at the Forum last night.  He was good. Preachy tho.  To be expected  I guess.  He dances now, not something you expect from a socialist.  I went with Jen, Sophia and Marcus. Sophia and Marcus had bought two tickets to see him and then discovered that a friend of theirs was on the door … Continue reading You know a rock star is on the way out when he starts singing about his kids.

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