A year in moments #1 – the drainpipe and the eyebrow

My brother shouted down from the roof of the shed. "Chuck the drainpipe up to me." We'd devised a game where he'd throw a marble (or some kind of ball, the memories are sketchy) through a piece of drainpipe from the top of the roof and I'd stand on the ground and try and catch … Continue reading A year in moments #1 – the drainpipe and the eyebrow

Feral children and the Death Slide

I sometimes wonder how it is that my brother and I ended up as [fairly] normal adults, because we were pretty feral children. We lived in the middle of nowhere and were given free reign to go cause chaos in the countryside. We'd spend hours outside either in the orchard, or out and about on … Continue reading Feral children and the Death Slide

The Christmas Treasure Hunt

One year, when I was quite small, my Dad told me and my brother to look in the Christmas tree on Christmas morning. I wasn't quite sure what we were looking for, but we eventually found a white piece of paper with our names on hidden in the tree. Opening it up revealed a clue. … Continue reading The Christmas Treasure Hunt