Confessions of a Free Range Prolapsed Catholic

In light of the recent announcement from the leader of the opposition regarding the benefit of going nuclear, I have been inundated with anxiety about what lies ahead! However, one of my great blessings at this time of my life is that I am in my eighth decade! Even with the longevity genes of the…

I am a side sleeper. Heading for night rest, after turning off the night light, fluffing the pillows, hauling the bed covers up to my ears, I roll onto my left side, grasp my beautiful wooden memory beads (formerly known as rosary beads, gifted to me by my God mother) in my left hand and…

I am a Parliamentary Question Time tragic. I watch it religiously. I don’t know why, but I do. It returns today , October 16th, 2023. I await with baited breath. The world seems to be going to hell in a hand basket. I think I am starting to feel a sense of looking forward to…

As I start to write this it is Fathers’ Day in Australia. Mothers’ Day happens in May in Australia. One of my daughters is a teacher. In a recent conversation she bemoaned “You should hear what we have to call Fathers’ Day now” She did not elaborate, being close enough to my own gene pool,…

Recently I have had three conversations with young people at least one generation apart from each other (perhaps) and certainly more than two generations away from me. Each of these beings is comfortable with the pronouns they prefer for themselves. I, on the other hand, had my pronouns thrust upon me by virtue of the…

I was raised in a Catholic family. I had five siblings. In the 50’s that was a sort of midrange size for a catholic family. Four of my five siblings entered religious life or the priesthood. That made us sort of a celebrity catholic family. So the following is a chronology of my experience of…