Stories

This week would, so far, have to be the worst week I’ve had in a long time.  And it was only Wednesday.  In contrast, the previous weekend had been fun.  It had been Neil’s 30th birthday party at his parents’ house in Sorrento and the usual crowd had headed down after work on Friday.  We’d arrived… Continue reading From Good to bad

I dream about her often during the day.  I imagine her holding me tightly, her soft hand caressing my neck.  I can hear her whispering, ‘I Love you, Ricky.  You’re just the best.  I couldn’t bear to be without you’.  And my heart would skip a beat when I hear those words. I often wonder… Continue reading The view from my window

I knew I was going to be a solicitor from a very young age.  My grandfather had been a magistrate in Bourke and when we used to visit him, I’d dress up in his robes and wigs and preside over imaginary trials.  Often it would be my parents on trial, for not allowing me to… Continue reading The Woo Factor

I’d set the alarm early but woke before my sleep was interrupted by ‘Classic Hits’ on NovaFM.  The December sun was streaming through the cracks in the wooden venetians and, already, I could tell the day was going to be a hot one.  I loved this time of year as the first few days of… Continue reading An Audience of One