Category Archives: Episodes 11-20

#20 – Blame it on the storm

  I haven’t written in my diary for a while because I’ve been busy. The summer weather here is gorgeous, Jack’s grown out of his afternoon naps, and I’ve been taking him to the town swimming pool most afternoons.  I’ve met … Continue reading

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#19 – Driven to distraction

Oliver hands me the car keys. “Off you go. Have fun. And stop worrying about leaving Jack with me – we’ll have some male bonding time.” Obviously, I’m not worried about Jack being left with his other parent, but I used … Continue reading

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#18 – Table Manners

Oliver and I aren’t dinner party people. We’re pub people, dysfunctional family party people, and under-sufferance office dinner people. Social activities that involve lots of noise and scant opportunity for intelligent conversation are our gatherings of choice. But this isn’t … Continue reading

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#17 – Out of the frying pan and into the coffee pot

Oliver sent me an email from work. “Lee said his wife could show you the ropes round here. Her name’s Charlie – why don’t you give yourself a break from the unpacking and give her a ring ?” Lee works … Continue reading

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#16 – Out of the memory box

Fenced in at every turn by cardboard packing boxes. Not sure which is worse – being held prisoner in old home through fear of gun-toting neighbour, or being held hostage in new home simply because I can’t move for boxes. … Continue reading

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#15 – Not in Kansas any more. Not in Oz, either.

G’day! My name’s Sheila. Well, it’s still Libby, of course, but I’m seriously thinking of changing it. I’ve been in America less than a week, and have been asked three times if I’m from Australia. I was getting rather tired … Continue reading

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#14 – Through the looking-glass, darkly

As we emerge from US Customs at Logan, I see a man in a dark suit, holding a big white card with our name on it. He looks like Tommy Lee Jones in Men in Black, which is pretty funny when … Continue reading

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#13 – Last one to leave, please turn out the lights

I’m standing in an empty bedroom. Jack’s. It’s where I first put him to sleep in his cot when he was three days old, and where I sat on countless nights, rocking him, soothing him, patting his back. Now, the … Continue reading

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#12 – Life and a mystery in a northern town

Back at home now and busy-busy-busy, getting ready to leave for Massachusetts properly. “It’s a good opportunity to declutter,” Oliver says. “It will do wonders for the feng shui in our new house.” Feng shui, you ask? Oliver? You heard … Continue reading

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#11 – Carla’s boy-child

Dear God, but this isn’t what I was expecting. Although — what was I expecting, exactly, I wonder? Anyway. We’re here in at Boston. We stood in a long, snaking queue to get our passports stamped, were barked at when we stepped … Continue reading

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