Sasha – Mum’s Huckleberry Friend

In September, 2010, Sasha had just turned 16 and was as beautiful as ever. While she had gotten a little thin under her magnificent Persian fur coat, she had mellowed very little. You could scratch the top of her head, if you were very quick at withdrawing your hand before [Read more...]
Why Are You Always So Growly, Granddad?

“Why are you always so growly, Granddad?”
Those few simple words from our grandson, Michael, created a ‘tag’ for Robbie that became a badge of honour, affection and warning to the uninitiated or foolhardy!
It was a family gathering – birthday, Christmas, Easter, wedding – not sure which! Our blended [Read more...]
The Getting Of Mao Tse Tung
Mao Tse Tung was a scrawny, battered, stray Cornish Rex cat that appeared one day on the roof of the carport while Robbie was washing his red van. We had never seen her before, in the six months or so since we had moved into Onslow Street – behind the [Read more...]
Splinter – Bedraggled

Teng Sing Tung, the elegant Tonkinese, was my heart’s delight and his accidental death devastated me. At that time, in late March 2006, I was going away overseas and I could not leave my Dad (Nono) home, alone without a cat. So, on a sunny Saturday afternoon, I put a cardboard box [Read more...]
Nono, Bluey, Nana’s Dad

One of the people you will meet in Stories My Nana Tells is Nana’s Dad – variously referred to as Nono (from when her Mum was learning Italian), Bluey (his nickname all his life) and probably never by his real name, William James Nancarrow.
He is a huge part of [Read more...]




