One of my favourite photos Heather, I miss your love of good books and British film-making, your appreciation of my tea-making and painting prowess; your willingness to read everything I wrote; your adoration of my children and their partners; your ability to hold up plasterboard with a broom while every-one else wilts; your ice-cream Christmas pudding, pavlova and zucchini soup but not the meatloaf. Most of all I miss your quiet wisdom. XXX
Imagining Australia in fairy tales: My PhD journey and beyond