By Margaret, 73. Melbourne, VIC
Each year my girlfriends and I have a reunion together. Once we were six. Now we are five.
At…
A brief reflection on adjusting to semi-retirement.
By Tessa, 65. Somers, VIC
Years back, a colleague of mine moved to New Zealand to…
By Nancy, 80. Adelaide, SA
From the Editor: Trigger warning. The following series contains very candid, detailed, brave, and well-written accounts of what it is…
By Lindsey-Jane, 70. Adelaide, SA
Way back in the ’50s, we had FJ Holden cars, doctors who paid house calls, and postmen who actually delivered…
By Wendy, 71. Landsdale, WA
I remember when we lived at my father’s shop in Botany Road and my parents let me climb out the…
By Lucie Kolmer, 1916 — 2010. Adelaide, SA. Rest in peace.
In April 1934, my parents, my young brother, and I left Germany…
By Andy, 65. Byron Bay, NSW
Hmmm when was this? Let’s see …
I must have been back from India for quite a while. Months.…
By Beverley, 73. Melbourne, VIC
From under lowered lashes I watched for him. I sat with a clear view of the entrance to his…
By Sue, 68. Aberfoyle Park, SA
“This is delicious,” Marge mumbled between mouthfuls of double chocolate muffin.
Every Tuesday after she and her friend Fay…
By Carolyn, 75. Adelaide, SA
Rose looked up at the sky. The weather was picture perfect.
Damn, she muttered to herself.
Normally she would…