Welcome to the sometimes painful, often preposterous, essentially playful world of the woman who brought you 'The Grass Was Always Browner' -- a tell-all memoir of my Sydney-based childhood, originally titled 'Dancing with Dingoes'. There's some dancing in it.
Saturday, June 1, 2013
Night is like liquid - as is day -
One notices more at night.
At night I want to keep light in,
A small courtesy to the neighbours