Hello Paris!

After many years of waiting I finally made it to Paris! It was a day trip with my husband, son, and my favourite in laws. I had wanted to visit this remarkable city for years! My first visit was in 1981. I was about five years old. I hardly remembered a thing and desperately wanted... Continue Reading →

The gum tree

"Do you want to go back?" he asks me one summer afternoon. We were strolling through a park at the time. I knew my husband wasn't asking about returning to our flat. Back to our teenage son who passed on a walk with his parents. "I could stay here a long time. It's completely up... Continue Reading →

Beyond the gate

Featured image by Jonny Gios on Unsplash I wonder if I should ask him to check his bags one last time. Just to make sure he has everything. But the words stick in my throat. I know he is ready to go. The big wide world, with its adventures and heartbreak, is waiting for him.... Continue Reading →

Last day

My parents came to visit us recently. As well as spending a week with us, they used our home as a base to travel to Prague and Scotland. The last time I saw them was in Tasmania, just before we moved to London. That was almost three years ago now. It was their last day... Continue Reading →

A weekend in Nantes, Brittany

They say there was a particularly progressive law that came from this part of France in 1598. Called the Edict of Nantes, it allowed unheard of religious freedoms to the Protestant minority living in Catholic France at the time. It was a law that upheld their rights and allowed them to live by their faith.... Continue Reading →

On the flight from Prague

To the young man behind me on the flight to London from Prague, Hello my friend. I couldn't help overhearing your conversation with that young woman next to you. You say you're from Prague and ask where she is from. She says she's from Newcastle, not London. She's polite and friendly, but is a little... Continue Reading →

An odd little duck

Some may say a duck in uniform is a little odd. But we think he’s charming. Spotted the soldier in Edinburgh🏴󠁧󠁢󠁳󠁣󠁴󠁿 We were walking along the Royal Mile when my husband stopped at a shop window and pointed him out. He’s been ours ever since. For Becky’s Odd Squares Challenge

My tree

If I had to describe myself as a tree, it’ll have to be these cherry blossom trees in London. They’re migrants. Just like me. Planted far from home and thriving in their new environment. For bloganuary. Describe yourself as a tree.

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