“Last year I had 7 strokes, and I was 40 kilos overweight. I was a slave to other people’s dreams. Now, the only yardstick I measure myself by is my internal one.”
I was pounding the boxing bag and Nick came up and commented on my ‘wild haymaker’. He proceeded to train me with great patience and killer technique. We decided to make it a regular thing.
“I’m a writer and a poet. I’m super proud of my poetry and prose recordings. I’m doing a cafe poet in residence in tasmania soon through the poets union and then I’ll finish my collection and hopefully have a book!”
“Vivid is cool. I like the fact that you can stand right in the art and nothing else matters.”
“What’s something cool about you that you’re really proud of?”
“Oh, geez, my coolest thing is the I work at Universal Music.”
“In 1996 I won the open section of calligraphy at the Royal Easter Show and my work was exhibited in the Show Case of Excellence, I’ve stopped now though. I used to make wedding cakes. I would have made at least 5000 in my time.”
It was all about Helen’s red coat and hat. It was such a grey day but she cheered the street up with her jolly ensemble.
I don’t expect this portrait to mean much to many of you, but to me it symbolises a great achievement by my first born. For four years he’s hated swimming. Screamed and cried and whimpered the whole time. We stopped and started lessons because it broke my heart. For the last two weeks in a row, no tears.
Here he is swimming on his own, voluntarily, and he has just been laughing.
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