I don’t remember what I was dreaming about, but I was in one of those stages of sleep where my mind was buzzing, and even though I was sure I was awake, in reality, I was still unconscious. One of my dream-characters reminded me that this month marked the 10th anniversary of me leaving the … Continue reading Divorce – Ten years on.
Back in the dark ages, in the dim, distant past when I was married, my husband bought me a very luxurious black leather briefcase to celebrate my birthday the year I got a big promotion. Thirty years later I still have that briefcase and while I no longer carry it around with my sales catalogues … Continue reading Pandora’s Box
My ex was a musician. Not professional and certainly not full time, he was in a few pub bands doing OzRock covers. He played drums and guitar, wrote songs and we would sit around and sing. I enjoyed being the musician's wife and lugging drums and the vicarious fame. When a little chickkybabe in the … Continue reading The changing soundtrack of my life