A conversation with mum

A couple of years ago, I was talking to a biographer about my early life, and we had a conversation with Mum. It was short, but interesting, and made me realise a few simple things, such as my mother loved me as much as I love my own children and was proud of me even…

School… my oasis in the desert

When I was young, I loved school so much I was often up and dressed for it by 5am, even on the weekends. We lived some way from the small country town where I attended school, departing home not long after 7am each morning, and a bus trip that lasted almost 90 minutes each way. Life…