Darwin, a colourful chameleon city.
I was whisked away from the Darwin railway station in a shiny, red Robinson R44 Raven II helicopter. And I felt very star-like as the helicopter swooped over Darwin’s exciting new Wharf precinct, and...
View ArticleHouse of sticks
Time has passed and our future home – once a house of sticks – has become a half-finished building, clad in Hebel and capped with an iron roof. Brickwork is complete, aluminium windows and sliding...
View ArticleCepes and Citron dishes from My French kitchen
Rarely does French husband venture into my kitchen when I am at work, but this morning we are standing side by side by the hotplates making French dishes. At the big element he is sauté-ing cepe...
View ArticleOlivier’s sailing success –
Sunday, May 15: Olivier’s week has been wonderful. He has packed the three months since his diagnosis of advanced prostate cancer with a round of new projects which would exhaust a much younger man. He...
View ArticleVisit to the oncologist
Tuesday, May 17: From elation to trepidation, Olivier and I attend Tennyson Centre to visit his oncologist, Dr Francis Parnis to find out if the hormone treatment is stopping the spread of cancer in...
View ArticleA Date with a Dying Man
Thursday, May 19: We are visiting a gravely ill male friend who is in the latter stages of advanced prostate cancer. It is the hardest task for us because husband Olivier was diagnosed with the same...
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