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Aussie Dave

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Aussie Dave

We were taxiing down the runway when the tears started. My partner at the time, lovingly nicknamed “Dog”, was sitting
Hail Marys

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Hail Marys

Carol and I got the giggles in Sunday school. I don't remember what set us off. Probably nothing.
Frozen in time

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Frozen in time

There is a photograph of my best friend Bridget on my office desk. She is smiling. She is 35 years
Leaving and Arriving

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Leaving and Arriving

Leaving England When you’re running away from something you don’t think about what you are leaving behind. In
The Smell Of A Life Lived

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The Smell Of A Life Lived

People always ask what it was like to grow up the way I did. My Australian friends shake their heads
The Women Who Raised me

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The Women Who Raised me

They say it takes a village to raise a child. In my case, it literally did. And for a long time, most of my life really, I didn’t fully understand what that meant.
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