family

The Luckiest Devereaux

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When I was about eighteen dad ruined a perfectly good meal by announcing I’d be expected to do his eulogy. “You’re the oldest,” he’d argued when I protested strongly, instantly breaking into the sort of full body dampness lovers of not public speaking will recognise. As such I’ve been dreading the passing of my father more than most for 34 years.

Kid’s Stuff

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Sadly, we don’t need Child Care Benefits and Child Care Rebates at the moment. Well, somedays we’re sad about it. Point is there are some changes coming for government assistance and they’ve sponsored me to broach the subject on my blog. To be honest I think it’s looking pretty positive all around, but see what you think…

Lightning Ridge

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The road sign at the T junction pointed to our destination in one direction and Lightning Ridge in the other. We sat there for couple of minutes trying to decide where to go. Did we have enough time up our sleeve? Was it worth the diesel? We knew the name but what was actually there? Ultimately, what it came down to was could we think of any reason not to? In the end, we swiped right. It was the right decision.