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My late father's whip reminds me of the importance of kindness
Objects have little weight to me, yet when my father died, I asked for his stockwhip.
Objects have little weight to me, yet when my father died, I asked for his stockwhip.
Handwriting is more than mere instant gratification: it is character, it is personal history.
There was a time when, track by track, life moved to a different, much more intense, beat.
It’s a humble implement with, potentially, a slightly dark past, but that won’t stop me serving up a dose of praise to an old favourite.
Dim sims. Off-key soap stars. Stilted gags from breakfast-TV hosts. The things an Aussie Christmas is made of.
Finding a piece of clothing that called to her at a young age has helped Anwen Crawford endure the pressures of the world.
These mass-made, dishwasher-proof pieces of china are incredibly precious.
It was a lucky find, and the beginning of a beautiful friendship.
Every time we see a robin now, we think of Lachlan. Perhaps that is why I chose the oval container as a vessel of memory, for the glass bird on top is a robin.
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