Written i July, 2020. Our haven from the winter cold But where is a haven? In Melbourne today, new corona cases are the highest in one day that they’ve been since the pandemic began- 73- so the Melbourne suburbs where they’ve from are going into lockdown from midnight tonight. It’s on every news… Continue reading…
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Day 103
Written 30th June, 2020. We’ve been coming to our Darlinghurst flat to work through the day, for Marg says the internet is too modern for her! Yesterday, just as were were leaving, an older lady who I barely know apart from chats at the washing line stopped us. She’s… Continue reading…
Day 101
Written 29 June, 2020 I woke up to pouring rain in the city, gurgling down the gutters uselessly and sheeting the street – but no rain at Marra Marra where our tanks as always need filling! Yesterday I put up another on the beach video on You Tube.We did it in one take because GG’s… Continue reading…
Day 100
Written 28 June, 2020. As of today, 104 deaths from the virus in Australia, largely acquired from overseas, and from poorly managed old people’s homes, especially the Anglicare Newmarch House which was responsible for almost a fifth of our deaths (https://www.news.com.au/world/coronavirus/australia/newmarch-house-coronavirus-outbreak-theyre-sitting-there-waiting-to-die/news-story/4741ca44a54644bad8a340f14aad827c) and from cruise ships, especially the now notorious Ruby Princess, where infectious passengers were… Continue reading…
Day 93
Written 21 June, 2020 Today if the sun and the wind co-operate is the laying the ground – the pontoon really – for the mini communal solar power station. Both households are desperate. We both have solar power on our roofs, plenty of panels and good electronics (designed by local genius Solar Simon), but… Continue reading…
Day 92
Written 20 June, 2020. This post is hard to write. All around us, as well as beautiful nature, there are spiders, snakes (I only ever see the python but i’m sure the others see me and hide) and rats. Bush rats. Somehow they seem less ratty than street and sewer rats. In fact, GG… Continue reading…
Day 90
Written 18 June, 2020. He wakes up, perfectly well. The love of my life wakes up as if nothing had happened. There’s been a meme going around that K sent me, bless her. “Your grandparents were called to fight in world wars. You’re being called to wash your hands and sit on… Continue reading…
Day 89
Written 17 June, 2020 A golden, sunny day when I work with my heart in my mouth. Research I need to do to teach at ANU. Does the brain work the same way for musicians creating as it does for novelists? It seems so, the research says. The big different is between… Continue reading…
Day 88
Written 16 June, 2020 The day begins well T, our new neighbour, writes an email to invite anyone who needs a new kitchen bench, long, broad, stainless steel, to bring their boat and pick it up from his house. IGG’s marble stand was wonderful in the crisis, but it’s too small. We never… Continue reading…
Day 87
Written 15 June,2020 Returning to the river, GG and I, with our hearts singing but also in our mouths. Singing because my heart is in our bay. Worried, because K has become very dependent on us, and we on her, I suppose. It happens so quickly, when a grow-up child returns home, it’s so… Continue reading…