Share Your World 2020: 22 June


Have you ever ‘dined and dashed” (i.e. eaten the meal and then run out the restaurant door without paying)?

No. I have never done that.

Have you ever been in a car accident and either left the scene of the accident (providing it was a fender bender and not serious) or denied culpability for causing it when you did, (if it were minor or serious)?

As you know I don’t drive. I have been in the car on a couple of occasions when we were involved in a minor accident while David was driving. On one occasion the accident happened outside the place I worked. It was my first day and I didn’t want to be late so I went on in and left him to deal with it.

(Oldie which has been asked many times before)   Have you ever found a wallet or purse or some money (over $20) in the street and just taken it, thinking ‘finders keepers, losers weepers?   Or would you be ‘good’ and hand it in?  

Twice. Once mum and I were at Central Market in Adelaide. We were all doing it tough financially. Mum was telling me that she was worried about paying some bill or other. We were walking through the fish market and spotted a banknote lying on the ground. I forget how much it was but think it was $50. We kept it. The other time was a night when Naomi and I were going out to see a band. Money was tight, admission, a couple of drinks and a taxi home was all we had the money for. There was a man on the bus being annoying so we got off a stop early. As we walked we saw something brightly coloured on the ground amongst some rubbish. It was $50. We kept it and had a good night out. On both those occasions I felt like there was no way that the owner of that money could ever have been traced. It was as if we were meant to find it when we needed it. It didn’t feel like stealing.

What was the last thing you stole or shoplifted?   If you never ever considered doing that, tell us your secret!   🙂

There were always sales on board.

When I was about eight I could not find my art project materials in class. I was scared of being yelled at by the teacher so I took another one. I don’t know whose it was. I think the fact that I remember this more than 50 years later says something about me. I’ve never stolen anything since.I don’t count the found money. It never occurred to me to shoplift.

Mum told me a story once about how she was once waiting for ages to be served in a shop, this was before she was married. She decided to make a point by taking the item she had out of the shop and then bringing back again to see if anyone would notice. Nobody did. I guess the point she was trying to make was just because you could do it didn’t mean that you should.


People around the neighbourhood often give away unwanted items via the local Facebook page. Over the weekend someone offered an unwanted breadmaker. I asked for it and got it. I can make bread without a breadmaker but it does make it a bit less messy.



I was born in England in 1957 and lived there until our family came to Australia in 1966. I grew up in Adelaide, South Australia, where I met and married my husband, David. We came together over a mutual love of trains. Both of us worked for the railways for many years, his job was with Australian National Railways, while I spent 12 years working for the STA, later TransAdelaide the Adelaide city transit system. After leaving that job I worked in hospitality until 2008. We moved to Tasmania in 2002 to live in the beautiful Huon Valley. In 2015 David became ill and passed away in October of that year. I currently co-write two blogs on with my sister Naomi. Our doll blog "Dolls, Dolls, Dolls", and "Our Other Blog" which is about everything else but with a focus on photographs and places in Tasmania. In November 2019 I began a new life in the house that Naomi and I intend to make our retirement home at Sisters Beach in Tasmania's northwest. Currently we have five pets between us. Naomi's two dogs Toby and Teddy and cats, Tigerwoods and Panther and my cat Polly. My dog Cindy passed away aged 16 in April 2022.

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