What were you doing on this wintery-type day in Melbourne? I spent the day with my cousin’s daughter (so … my second cousin?) revisiting our shared history.

She was keen to see where my aunt – her grandmother – had worked. We did that, but we also looked specifically and more generally at history.

I told her about our ancestors who had pubs in Richmond and the city and may or may not have had associations with well-known crime figures.

We talked about Melbourne city and how it came to be laid out as it is.

I talked about a couple of my upcoming books about women and history and quilts and ship-journeys.

She talked about her plans for short, medium and long term living.

Oh, and we ate cake. 🙂



It’s been cold in Melbourne. Yes, I know there are many colder places, and our weather is mild in comparison. It hasn’t been cold enough for it to snow on Victorian mountains, which was very disappointing for our recent visitors from North Queensland.

But it’s been cold enough to put frost on the grass, and ice on the car windows.

The days have been glorious, full of crisp blues and very little wind.
And conversations have been littered with cold words: brisk, bracing, fresh, crisp. And a few others.
We’ve been able to wear our coats, scarves and even hats. Justify gluwein and extra crumpets (different ends of the day). And just when it seems that we might have to water those winter vegies, there’s a downpour.
Pretty much perfect really.

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