March 17, 2016

My story – not always a happy expat!

At 20 I was in love with the world and its citizens. I left for Paris, the first stop of what will turn into years of […]
March 17, 2016

Hoffman Quadrinity Process, my first step into counselling

In 2003 I wasn’t happy, it is as simple as that. My tendency to self analysis had taken me to different counsellors and therapists but no one seemed […]
November 14, 2015

For Paris, my heart is aching.

Paris is in my heart. It has been there for so long, I hardly remember a time when it wasn’t. I walked off the train in Gare […]
August 8, 2015

Vientiane: Then and Now

A few months ago Paola offered me and the rest of the Expatclic team the opportunity to take part in one of her travel writing workshop. I like to […]
July 29, 2015

A beautiful Sunday in Melbourne

      Today the sun was shining and the air was crisp, perfect day to go and explore Melbourne, I thought! My idea was welcomed by the […]
July 7, 2015

Our made up wedding

When Nigel and I decided to get married, in my mind I knew exactly what I wanted: a beautiful summer day, lovely little church in my dad’s […]
April 16, 2015

Discovering Melbourne, one basketball court at the time

I am not a keen driver and I don’t like sport. In particular I don’t like driving at night and sitting in cold (or very hot) […]
March 23, 2015

Of memories, destiny and special places

In the summer of 1989 I was working in a bar on the beach in Italy, feeling a bit restless and wondering what to do next. […]
March 14, 2015

Immigrant or expat?

I have always called myself an immigrant. For some reason being an “immigrant” in my eyes had a lot more depth then being an “expat”. Moving […]
March 6, 2015

Cultural drinking

My first encounter with a group of rowdy Australians was on the ferry from Ancona to Patras in 1987. In those days my knowledge of Australian […]
February 13, 2015

The evolution of language

I am following a very interesting conversation about bilingual children on the Facebook page of Expactclic (a wonderful resource for all expat women and, possibly, men too!) and, […]
January 1, 2015

Nostalgic walks

  Since I moved away I have loved going back and walk around, noticing all those things that I would probably ignore if I lived there. During […]
December 28, 2014

Reflections on “home”

My first thought on writing this post has been about what language to use. How can I better reflect on my last trip to Italy? What language […]
November 11, 2014

A lot more then grief – losing someone special when you are far

A year ago we were getting ready to go home for Christmas and plans for lunch, dinner and other celebrations were well on their way. I […]
October 21, 2014

My journey through school – high school

Last Monday Julia had her last school concert. “Come and say farewell to our year 12 students” said the school’s newsletter. I have read this so […]
October 5, 2014

A walk in the bush

I miss the mountains but, since I have become a master of compromising, a walk in the bush has its own magic!  

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