It occurred to me that Woodville West was the physical location where I had a dream of being a writer, and where I had left that dream
In 2018, Anzac Day is a tricky one, everyone caught between respecting the fallen, and wishing for a world where we'd never killed each other in the first place.
Too much for me summarise in a review. Instead, I thought I'd share a single takeaway and challenge from each of the sessions.
It feels like one day Mid-September you wake up and find yourself in a garden full of flowers.
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