Times are skewed......

There are many smaller incidental memories that carry on from here until the next major chapter of my life.
let's visit a few of them before we arrive back in Queensland. This was the end of Primary School. The start of High School. Scary times ahead and the playing field would change.

Memories.....lonely ones. I'm not lonely, theyt just sit by themselves for the moment. Maybe the rest of the life that surrounds them will be found later.

• We lived in a small house with prickly pears behind it. Fields full of them. We would go out in the afternoon with a tennis racquet and hit rocks through them. Occasionally we would hit rocks up into the air. I have no idea what was originally supposed to be around this specific house, but it was away from the world and there was nothing within any kind of distance of us.
• I lived in a cupboard. Literally.
• I guess the cupboard needs some explanation, we had moved into a 1 bedroom house, and my mother and Paul decided my sister and I would share the room and they would use the loungeroom as a bedroom. After all who would come knocking in the middle of nowhere?
  Unfortunately as luck would have it, my sister did NOT wish to share, and convinced my mother that she should have her own room. And it was agreed. Where I would sleep had not yet been decided. And then genius struck them. I would live in the linen cupboard. Now don't be confused about my residence. It was a cupboard by any description. I slept on a hammock they had built and I had 2 shelves for my stuff. I could even close my door as i had a light and all.
  My shelves contained a collection of plastic soldiers only 1cm tall. And an Atari 2600 and about 50 games. This may seem a lot, but this is what poor people spend money on. Friends, relatives, and second hand shops had supplied us with MANY games at a very low cost. ( I beleive about 30 of them came from Telelist in one spectacular $12 purchase). Have I mentioned I didnt own a tv?
• We lived in a tractor shed. One end of it was sealed off into a 2 room 1 bedroom flat. Don't mistake this as a house next to the shed, it was very clearly the end of the shed sealed off. When living here I learned to light fires. No, I wasn't an arsonist. It was my job to light the donkey.
• I also learned to love watermelon. There is a life long love affair between me and watermelon. I used to buy them enormous, Large. MASSIVE. 12-18kg of watermelon. Which I'm sure I've mentioned already in the blog.
• Then we all moved to Queensland, once again to be near a relative, my mother seemed to grow lonely from time to time. So we followed my Aunt again, a few months behind.

If it mattered. If my life impacted here. it didn't feel like it did. I was only a guest.