OK, this is a long article. It combines a few train-rides of hand-written notes all combined together. Take today: Upon arriving home I had to chase, with hobbled knee, to catch my 4yo boy running down the street. Wow. My hydrotherapy was wasted. Sarah needed to go out (to help her 96yo grandmother). So I... Continue Reading →
Go Where You Wanna Go, Be Who You Wanna Be
When I was a kid we weren't taught much about the rest of this world. We just accepted that we lived in Australia and a lot of other people did not. So now that we have Google Maps and Google Earth, plus the internet at our fingertips wherever we go, the world is in our... Continue Reading →
Supporting Services for my Son’s Surgery
By way of thanking all the services involved in the recovery of my son over the last five days, you'll read what has transpired: Massive appreciation for the following services over the last 5 days: The Kingscote Hospital and nurses who were open, available and willing to help at 5AM last Thursday after Jai vomited... Continue Reading →
2012, Year of My Baby Photographer
I am using 2012 to refind my writing-mojo, get back on track and to get creative with my articles. I am determined to read and write a lot more about photographic subjects. Why the sudden importance on this? There's going to be a baby in our house in 5 months time (thus the interesting title... Continue Reading →
We Need a New Solution: Adelaide’s Smoking Bins Are More Hazardous than Helpful
I sent a stern email to the Adelaide City Lord Mayor Michael Harbison this evening. Being an ardent anti-smoker, and a photographer of all things that "get on my bloody nerves", I took the time to compile a message that not only asked for a solution, but also was considerate of the recipients position in my... Continue Reading →
[…] with XXY, and alone now, has taught me that my brain is wired differently to most – yet I…
[…] Living with XXY, and alone now, has taught me that my brain is wired differently to most – yet…