I’ve talked about the teachers who were monsters and monstrously unfair; maybe I should also talk about the ones who made a positive difference, the ones I remember fondly. Mrs Winehouse: She was side referenced in my Pink Lady story. My Year 1 teacher, the one who worked out I wasn’t deliberately being disruptive, I… Continue reading When I was young: favourite teachers
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When I was young: my un-favourite teachers
All the teachers described here are given pseudonyms to protect their real identity. Sister Mac Sister Mac taught piano at my primary school. I had several years of lessons with her as did some of my friends. I don’t think any of us were ever going to become fantastic players or go on to study… Continue reading When I was young: my un-favourite teachers
When I was young: the funny and the bizarre
Just to assure readers my childhood was not an endless stream of torture and disappointment at the hands of the Catholic Church church. The pool We had a pool when I was growing up. Our pool wasn’t a high-status in-ground pool that needed year-round attention and maintenance. The pool we had was the lower status… Continue reading When I was young: the funny and the bizarre
Recurring dream
Back when I was studying in my youth (long ago now, *sigh*) on Monday mornings, Triple J radio used to have Quentin Watts on to do dream interpretation. People would phone in with their dreams and she would interpret them. It was fascinating to hear dreams interpreted and to hear what the things you encountered… Continue reading Recurring dream
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