As I write this, I waiting for a friend I have known for over twenty years to have a baby. My own child and the inspiration for this column is asleep next to me. My friends' older children are asleep in the spare room. I am still one of those people who are amazed, even though I have been through the process,... Continue Reading →
Blessings of a life less ordinary
My mum had me, her only child, at 18 and raised me by herself. Despite conventional wisdom of the early 70's, I don't think it ever occurred to her that she couldn't do it on her own. What other people thought was of no concern to her. This fact was the subject of the biggest... Continue Reading →
A thousand star adventure
For me, travel has always been intrinsically linked to music. It certainly wasn't due to the state of the art music system in the car I holidayed in as a child. On the contrary, In the late 70's when my travel memories began neither the Kombi, the Moke or the Datsun 180B that mum owned... Continue Reading →
On tour with the kid 