St Marys Tasmania, the town that chose me

My ‘relationship’ with Tassie started in the early ’80’s, a good friend of mine had spent a lot of time on the East Coast and around Maria Island, each time he returned he told me stories about how beautiful the place was. He was also...

In Memoriam

Honor Margaret Joan Craig (Robinson)  22/10/1926 – 6/5/2006 I would like to thank everyone for coming today and all the support you have given Mum and Lou over the last 6 months. I would also like to thank my brother Peter, my Sister In Law Leanne, Brittany, Brandon...

Whittlesea

shadows lengthen as the last warm rays dip down below a distant hill top a lone cockatoo screeches announcing the coming night frogs in a nearby dam begin their night song, birds return to their nests a mob of kangaroos graze quietly silhouetted against the red...
A strange new place to call home

A strange new place to call home

As our departure to a strange new country drew closer I started to find out a little more about what I could expect to see in Australia, as a curious five year old I had little to go on but I do remember images of beaches, living in the West Midlands I don’t...

Nineteen Sixty Four

It was most likely a warm day on the day I was born, well it was summer in the northern hemisphere and I would like to believe the weather was nice… But who am I kidding I really don’t remember much of my early childhood years, I do remember playing in the...