that's life
As a writer, it’s clear to me that many thousands of
words are needed to tell this story. If anybody wants me
to tackle this gargantuan literary epic, do what the
Cistercians do. You could do it while you're looking at
these photographs.
Mum & dad March
1943. 6 months to go before me.
Mum & dad & me
1944. World War 2 going well.
A tea party,
1948ish.
Me & Gran Lovell
Me & Dad, 50,
Dec
Phillipa and me,
1949ish
Gran's, Turcnchapel. My
last English home.
Head start for Smithy
the magpie.
Malcolm, Tadeuk and me.
Flatmates 1961.
Robyn & Me wedding
no pen
Rib-tickling
telegrams.
Some day ... and that
day may never come ...
Robyn and Sadie, who
went barking mad
Jed on his first
horse
Bound for South
Australia.
Jed & Josh in Mount
Gambier.
Jed works at art
Kalorama Kiss kids.
Christmas, computer,
chaos, Kalorama.
Olinda juniors
R&R comp, Manly,
about 1985
Robyn pooped at
Buller
Robyn seeks hot coffee,
Smiggins
Robyn on the rocks,
Maui.
Mana Island resort,
Fiji
Penny and Josh,
Lismore
Jed da DJ
Another exhausting
Christmas, Tootgarook
Me at Voca fax shoot
Work work work work
work
Gordon & me at
Scottish Amicable shoot, NZ
Jack rivetted by
book
Aunties, totally Jacked
out
Interviewing Nick the
Wine Merchant for 'Merri Creek Dreaming'. Photo N
Sherman
Winners grinning.
Briddock Cup, 2007
Goodbye, Sankt
Petersburg
Robyn on the piste at
Moonambel
At Blue Pyrenees wine
sale
Robyn & Anne,
Christmas 2007
Saturday morning
coffee