By Tessa, 65. Somers, VIC
I am slowing down. My lifestyle, not my brain or my body — though ageing does reduce the pace…
By Ted, 73. Warnbro, WA
After major surgery, I spent six weeks immobilised in bed. Before the days of motorised hospital beds, I was…
By Rayna, 77. Sandy Beach, NSW
As the sun dips on the horizon, Harry slowly places the binoculars back in their case. His arms…
By Pam, 72. Perth, WA
I am a human writer. I’ve been human for 72 years now! (As of last Sunday, actually!)
My childhood…
By Margaret Brooks, 93. Bacchus Marsh, Victoria
Sunday 8.8.2021
I was born at Quamby Hospital, Bacchus Marsh on the 3.9.1927. I grew up in the…
By Paul Blanksby, 63. Helensburgh, NSW
‘You’re a sook, Miklas, a big sook.’ It’s that Johnno again. Oh, I could just…
They can’t have…
By Alice Richardson, 77. Elizabeth, SA
The winter tree stands naked; exposed; vulnerable. It remembers the beauty of spring; fragrant colourful blossoms, sparkling green…
By Dr. Marguerette Joyce Hill, 72. Adelaide, SA
Philip clung desperately to his expensive Panama hat with one hand and to the rusty window…
Somebody sent me a photo of the vacant block where Nan and Pa’s house had stood, even longer than the seventy-five years they occupied it.…
By Dr. Marguerette Joyce Hill, 72. Adelaide, SA
Betty Boswell was awakened by the sound of weeping. She was a light sleeper. She glanced…