Monthly Archives: December 2008

I’m sitting in the Qantas lounge waiting for the last few minutes to tick off before boarding my flight.  The trip – like they all have been – has been great and I don’t want to return home.  But, at … Continue reading →

Away to the window I flew like a flash, Tore open the shutters and threw up the sash. The moon on the breast of the new-fallen snow Gave the lustre of mid-day to objects below, When, what to my wondering … Continue reading →

I’m sitting at the Walker’s house (alleged relatives of the Walker’s shortbread people) enjoying a little downtime while Mrs M and B go see a friend of theirs.  The trip is going quickly, but has provided a much needed break … Continue reading →