On The Streets of Larissa

I found this photograph. There’s one thing I truly hate about it. It’s not the woman in the cloak but the cloak itself. That long black cloak that brings back so many horrible memories. It’s one of the things I remember from the day mama died. That...

A Forest on Evia Island in Greece

This is just one of the beautiful photos and so serene. Reminds me a little of Athena’s Bluff. I was attracted to it because it’s in Greece (and yes you would be right my eye did fall on EVIA first…well can you blame me?) The photo is courtesy...

Athena’s Bluff – A Place of Refuge

Today I want to write about a place near my home called Tempi Valley. It’s one of my favourite places in the world because it’s so serene (when it’s not being bombed by the Germans or Italians or Bulgarians or the Turks…or anyone else who feels...

A Woman Named Mabel…

Mabel is a wonderful name, isn’t it? Its very Australian, and since Evy and I are refugees in this country, I thought of naming my first motorcycle Mabel. The story of how I came up with it is interesting. I wanted something that represented my new country that was...