Mary & Ben

The girls have been very quiet for a bit, you see we have lost the elders of our mob, and the girls are heartbroken. Aunty Joan steps up to tell a tale about Mary and Ben, the grand royalty of The Aunties. Thanks Aunty Joan. Love the Valet. Aunty Joan I was ten when I met Mary and Ben. It was 1955 and Ben had just bought the house next door to us in Hargreaves St, Bendigo. Ben would sometimes walk into our home for a visit and say hello. Mary was there occasionally at first and... Read More

Sunday Mass with Mother

Queen Mary and Aunty Darling bless all the apron wearers. Image by Aunty Mod Our mother goes to mass every Sunday, and twice a year I (Aunty Darling) join her at her local church. You know – just to keep my options open. Easter and Xmas are the big ones. These masses always go forever and Easter Sunday was no exception (clocked it at 1 and ½ hours). To help the time pass, I do little mediation, breath deeply and enjoy the ambience*. Mum always gives me coins for the collection... Read More

Talking to a machine.

Text yourself into and out of trouble. Note: ‘v b’ = VB = beer Aunty Verve here: I’m talking to a machine! Yes, really. Actually it was worse than that! I was texting to a machine!! So excited about getting my Collingwood membership card I responded to an auto email from my phone! After the ‘fab’ response I even added Go Pies. Lucky it was rejected and I quickly deleted the message.   Hmnnn …. Should have taken a lesson from Dad. Maybe... Read More