Little London

She had awoken early despite trying to sleep in and use the opportunity to relax and take her time.  It seemed her body and mind had other thoughts so instead she was up at the crack of dawn, wandering the streets of this beautiful southern city.  Melbourne had always reminded her of England, especially London,... Continue Reading →

Retreating

It was Thursday. She was sitting on the beach watching the soldier crabs marching backwards and forwards in front of her, busy doing whatever soldier crabs do. Busy in a way she definitely wasn’t. In the distance she could hear the rumbling hum of traffic as it crossed the Hornibrook bridge, the wailing of an... Continue Reading →

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