Share Your World 2022: 30 May


Has anyone ever tried to scam you?

Who hasn’t had someone try to scam them? On my first trip to the UK in 1977 I was scammed twice. One was a street photographer. This was before selfies were a thing remember and these people used to latch on to tourists at places like Trafalgar Square and offer to take your picture. Stupidly, I paid upfront and of course never saw the pictures. The other one was a bit more serious and I should have known better but I was nineteen and still very naive. This guy was a con man with a nice Canadian accent. I forget all the details now but he “borrowed” some money and was supposed to meet me later to pay it back. Of course he never did. I never told anyone at home about these incidents.

Photo by Leo Arslan on

What’s the best thing about parties?

When they are over.

Do you listen to people’s advice if you didn’t ask for it?

That depends on who is giving the advice and whether it sounds sensible. I wouldn’t ignore advice just to be contrary if it was given to be helpful. However, sometimes you don’t talk about a problem to get advice, just to vent. Some people just think they know best about everything.

Why is it impossible to spell funeral without fun?.?

Well, you’d only have “neral” wouldn’t you? Is that even a word? Seriously though, funerals are not fun but I have been to funerals where we’ve laughed as well as cried as we celebrated someone’s life. I think it’s OK to laugh.


How was last week for you?

Last week was good. I had my birthday late in the previous week as you know. On the Saturday we voted in the Federal election, went to a church fair and out to lunch. We each found some goodies at the fair and lunch was very nice. The election result was interesting. We now have a new Labor government and lots of Greens and Independents elected which should help “keep the bastards honest” as they say. I thought I’d be more excited by the result but I am just relieved that the other lot are finally gone.

On the Wednesday of last week my friend Gillian flew over for the day. We went out for lunch again and then in the short time we had we tried to show her a little bit of Sisters Beach and Wynyard. It’s been several years since we’ve seen each other although we keep in touch regularly. I may try to plan a return visit in the spring. Thursday was my volunteering day and I always enjoy that. So, on the whole a good week.

Sunrise at Sisters Beach


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.


  1. That is one absolutely gorgeous sunrise! A truly great photograph.

    I agree. The best part of parties is when they are over and you can go home. I have come to really dislike parties. I am not sure I ever really loved them, but when we were all young and frisky, they were fun. Now, they are just noisy and full of people I don’t recognize.

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