Life / February 13th, 2013
I hate head lice and nits. Our family has been-there-done-that many times. Look! I even wrote a poem about them! I used to be really embarrassed about infestations and rarely talked about the subject, unless it was a quiet word in someone’s ear: Um, just so you know … I’m not like that anymore, and…
Vacuuming up the tiny pink and blue pieces from the Game of Life, sprinkled like chaos on the floor, I feel like God or some higher vengeful being. I listen as they rattle up the pipe, through the tube, before being spat into the belly of the machine; the clear perspex, there to demonstrate the…
Days 6 & 7 I’m going to be honest here by admitting I didn’t know much about Macau before arriving there. Yes, I knew it was a very old Portuguese trading port. Yes, I knew it was also very big on gambling. It also featured as a locale in the latest Bond movie, Skyfall. In…
Day 3 Broken arm and hospital Days 4 & 5 As you can see, I was a little tired … … and yet, we pressed on! Saturday afternoon was spent wandering around the central district of Hong Kong. The biggest I had for wanting to explore Hong Kong, why I put it on my living…
Days 1 & 2: Disneyland How to become a ‘first family’ Being time-whacked travellers, having only arrived at our hotel late the previous evening, we were up early and at the gates well before the opening time of 10am. This put us up near the beginning of the queue on the left hand side of…
This isn’t quite the sort of check-in post any parent would want to imagine writing while away on holidays. However, the babies in the paediatric ward are crying again. Rounds for the day have just begun, and Riley has just been given a booster of antibiotics through this cannula. I think I said that properly….
We are hopping on a plane later today bound for Hong Kong, which is one of the places on my living list. I intend to check in as best as I can while I’m away, but if I don’t make so far as here on to the blog, you can follow my photos and…
We went bowling on the weekend. Us and every other family in the eastern region of Melbourne, parents outsourcing entertainment that one last time before the startling reality of work or the bank balance (or both) swings back around to clobber them over the head with the impact of – appropriately enough – a bowling…
Restitution Don’t open another bottle tonight, you have not eaten, stay your hand, the shadows cast long, but there is still light and ours is to suffer the gruelling plight between wanting and forgetting demands. Don’t open another bottle tonight. Never underestimate the might required or strength of reserves to stand the shadows cast long…
