Sometimes You Have to Do Things Afraid
--- Some dreams don’t fade. They wait. For most of my life, Egypt was one of those dreams. Not a passing interest, not…
Reflections on life, sight, family, and the things worth slowing down for.
--- Some dreams don’t fade. They wait. For most of my life, Egypt was one of those dreams. Not a passing interest, not…
I’m about to write about something that millions, possibly billions of people do every day without giving it a second…
No, this isn’t just another blog about smartphone or device use. We all have one, we all use them, and we need them for…
I am writing today, not dictating. Although dictating is a lot easier, but I feel the need to use both hands. Earlier…
Weeks three and four were almost normal. They say it takes 21 days to form a habit so the habit of wearing a sling is…
It has been two weeks since my shoulder surgery, and this past week has taught me three valuable lessons. First, drugs…
A few weeks ago, I fell and dislocated my shoulder. I wrote about that experience at the time, and you can read it…
It started like any other Sunday. The radio was on, Mardi and I were reading: I was lamenting another loss by the…
Sometimes our eyesight lets us down. In my case, my vision has been a challenge since I was born. For over 50 years,…
In 2007 we bought a brand-new Audi A3. It took us about 10 minutes to make the decision. A few years later we adopted…
I am often asked, “so how much can you see”. Or I hear comments from time to time from folks who don’t know me, “You’re…
The Chronicles of Cairns… As a regular traveller for Vision Australia Thursday night in early June 2022 before I travel…
Two years ago it started. None of us knew what we were in for. There has been highs and lows, days when we thought it…
It's 1975, a week before Grand Final day in Sydney, my father tries to convert me. He is an avid Roosters supporter:…
A topic of discussion among my friends, family, colleagues has been: will life ever get back to normal? I’m no…
As a frequent traveller pre-COVID, I enjoyed (endured) 300 days between my last flight pre-COVID and my return to…
Mum, bless her soul, writes in her journal in 1982 how happy she is. She has four wonderful boys and a loving and…
As a family, we often travelled in Australia: Gulgong and rural NSW, the Snowy Mountains, Canberra, the Gold Coast and…
The concept of time weighs heavily with me, even before that crisp August morning. The day you, Mum, died. 29 August,…
As you’ve read, I’ve got pretty crappy eyesight. Mum writes in her journal, July 1967, when I’m 18 months old: I feel…