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PacificEdge | June 24, 2017

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Memoir

Recollections of the strangeness of life

Redemption

July 31, 2011 |

THIS IS A STORY of redemption and change. It concerns a long-time friend and it starts with her on an aircraft returning to Australia after several years living in China. There, she had worked initially as an English language teacher and latterly in journalism on an English language publication. That was quickly being put behind her as the aircrafy droned on southward.

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How to buy stamps

July 31, 2011 |

LABYRYNTHINE… that’s what it’s like… a tangle of streets falling towards the water in one of those North Shore harbourside suburbs. Which One? No idea, they seem to blend one into another with their neat, lookalike houses and old apartment blocks. Wouldn’t like to live in those old blocks of flats… they seem to be pokey little places with tiny windows, I thought.

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First brush with poverty

July 31, 2011 |

Back here at 168 Cathedral Street it’s a weekend in 1970 and Yvonne has asked a couple of us to go with her to visit an old woman who lives in the narrow, dingy street that parallels Broughton Lane on its western side.

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To the island

July 31, 2011 |

SOME MEMORIES fade and disappear. Some take on that blurry, swirly character of the incompletely remembered. Others remain sharp. Why? Who knows? In reptrospect, they appear nothing of great significance in life.

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The early 1980s: Life in the Inner West

July 27, 2011 | 3

THERE WERE MANY SHARE HOUSES in the Inner West during the 1980s, eclectic assemblages of people thrown together by chance and necessity. Offering benefits of economy with conviviality, share housing had been a popular way to live since the 1960s.

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Farewell, Bob, and thanks for a life that touched so many

June 19, 2011 |

THE MELLOW, MELONCHOLY SOUND of a sax drifted over the Sussex-Goulburn intersection that afternoon. La Vie en Rose, the song popularized by Edith Piaf, was a fitting sound this fine but cold, late Autumn day in the city and it suited my mood as I looked past the player, down the road to a Korean restaurant that wasn’t there forty years ago.

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Lost in the highlands

May 2, 2011 |

by Russ Grayson. First published 2001.

“TURN 180 degrees to your right now. We are on the other side of the button grass plain. Look for our orange marker”.

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Figure in a landscape—walking the Tasmanian high country

May 2, 2011 |

by Russ Grayson. Originally published 2002.

TO CLIMB or not? That was the debate I held with myself on the walk up from the Waldheim road head.

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