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A revisited meme

A revisited meme

I first published this meme in March 2008, borrowed from the Sunday newspaper supplement. So little has changed that I’m re-posting it almost intact. Anything in blue is new. My earliest memory is being in hospital. I was 18 months old, and was there because I had stopped breathing. I was sitting at a small wooden … Continue reading →

Settling back in

Settling back in

It’s been four months since Ben and I moved back to Melbourne post-sabbatical, and it has been anything but dull. Since arriving in late January: We apartment hunted for the perfect rental and were elated to get a place in the heart of the city with an incredible view. It has an office for me, … Continue reading →

My name is Sandy and I am an author

My name is Sandy and I am an author

I met with a financial advisor once – once. When he asked about my long-term plans (career, finances, retirement), I replied that I would probably never truly retire, because one day I’d be an author and I would continue to write ’til the day I stopped breathing. He laughed at me. Out loud. Then he … Continue reading →

New Year’s Absolutions 2019

New Year’s Absolutions 2019

Those who have followed my blog for a while will know I don’t write New Year’s Resolutions. I do set goals from time-to-time, but the pressure we place on those resolutions can be stifling at best and paralysing at worst, and I refuse to start off a sparkly new year by tainting it with pressure. … Continue reading →