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Now we are orphans.

“I’m not enjoying this,” my father remarked when he emerged from a morphine stupor one afternoon. David Marr, Afterlife. A Christmas gift of a book is a very fine idea. A Christmas gift of a book with the title, “My … Continue reading

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And then came the football.

I found a book that was the book. Right book, right time. Beautiful. I needed to switch off from the Net, from Twitter and its comments and articles to read. From the television news. From everything that was anything to … Continue reading

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Anger management.

I posted a link to an article about racism on my Facebook page. I’d found the article through Twitter and I liked the approach that the author took. And so, almost without out thinking, I did what I sometimes do … Continue reading

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An hour with Helen Garner.

It was the lighting that did it. Helen Garner looked too old to be Helen Garner. Every now and then, when she tilted her chin upward, she looked like herself. But they were brief and unheralded moments. I had wanted … Continue reading

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