Armies of Me

Armies of Me

I handle life in Melbourne weather-wise like this: One-third: It’s too hot! Why don’t we have air-con? How can anyone stand this? I’m going back to London. One-third: It’s freezing in this house. Why aren’t all Melbourne houses fitted with…

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Time To Fly

Time To Fly

I’ve heard people say that once you’ve emigrated, it’s impossible to go home – to ever really feel like the place is yours again. I thought, what nonsense, but still those words have stuck to me like a rogue piece…

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Not Such An Early Bird, After All

Lately I’ve been writing about leaving things behind, and that strange pocket of time between deciding to start a brand new life and actually starting it. My new book is about four teenagers who move from London to Melbourne, how…

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