When reading this post, please take into account that I actually started writing it an entire month ago. Life, somehow, keeps overtaking my best intentions. When Bill and I moved to our current abode - an apartment in an over-55s complex, on a golf course, beside the beach - I used to tell everyone . … Continue reading Eleven Nights for Eleven Years
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A Post about Nothing
Forgive me followers, for I have been lax. It's been more than a month since my last epistle. It's not for want of material, nor lack of motivation (oh, alright, I confess - a little bit of that), it's mostly about bad time-management. So this is a little post about nothing, just to plug the … Continue reading A Post about Nothing
Goodbye For Now – But Not Forever
Delighted to report that I have been offered the use of a flat in a beach suburb of Sydney to use as a writer's retreat for ten days. So signing off now. Hopefully no internet (unless I scurry to a nearby cafe in desperate need of a Facebook hit), hopefully no emails, no bills, no … Continue reading Goodbye For Now – But Not Forever
The Reluctant Retiree 