Last week some money was stolen from my bag by a patient who I left in my car, alone, with my handbag.  Only about $20, and I know that he was hungry.  I get why he did it, and because I can’t be sure of anything, as I only suspected something after he’d walked away, … More A Week in the Life

It’s ten years now, since I became involved with some local indigenous families.  The first four years of my life, I lived in Alice Springs and had contact with indigenous people, some of which I have vague memories of; and for about four years in the 1990s I worked with indigenous people in hospital settings.  But … More My Adoptive Family