Share Your World 2020:28 September


Where do you feel most at home?  Please be more specific than “at home, doh” please. It could be a room in your home, a person, a location…    

They say that home is where the heart is so of course I feel the most at home when I am surrounded by my own things. I like looking at my treasures and I like knowing that my pets are feeling relaxed. I can tell when Polly is happy as she walks around with her tail as straight as a flagpole. Or she sleeps like this.

Polly napping on the floor.

On a larger scale I feel at home in Tasmania. I lived in another state for most of my life but when I came here I felt that this was the place I was meant to be. I have occasionally experienced this sort of feeling when I’ve been away from home. I remember on our first cruise when we went to New Zealand. Our first port was Picton in the South Island and it felt just like an Australian seaside town. I felt very at home in New Zealand.

Picton's main street.
Picton’s main street.

Would you rather ride a bike, ride a horse, or drive a car?

I can’t do any of those things but if I’d have to pick one I’d say drive a car because I would be afraid of falling off the other two and driving a car would be a lot more convenient for shopping or if it was raining.     


What song would you sing on “Karaoke Night” (if you were forced to do so)? 

Nope. Nobody forces me to make an idiot of myself in public. Actually I don’t think I can sing any more. It just comes out as a croak. I think I lost my voice yelling for Cindy when she used to sneak out of our garden and go somewhere round the back near the farm.  Sighs of relief from everyone I know but I miss being able to sing badly.

University or life experience, which do you feel best prepares you for life?

I did not go to university or college so I can’t really compare. I think my life experience has given me more practical experience but the higher education might have meant I ended up with more money although these days that is not a given.  

IT’S AN ATTITUDE – GRATITUDE!  (Participation Always Optional Of Course)

What are you grateful for?

It’s been a quiet few days for me since Naomi went home on Wednesday. The weather has been wet and windy but I’ve enjoyed spending some time catching up on blogging and reading an amusing series of SF books called “Time Is Irreverent” by Marty Essen.



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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