Everything old is new again

Autumn light has arrived making it hard to come inside

This time last week I was writing in the car as we sped up the Hume Hwy. We’d driven to Hobart Airport, hopped across Bass Strait, hired a car and turned north. We were on our way to stay with J’s daughter, who has her hands full with two small children, plus a baby, and a bout of gastro ripping thr…