A Near Miss and a Delicious Lunch

A near miss and a delicious lunch

Despite these affirmations, my 73rd birthday the following week is a nightmare.

No longer glowing, Karl is distraught, frustrated and exasperated. As we turn off the final stretch of the country road leading to Lismore, he tries to pass a truck on the inside lane. I am sobbing and shrieking that we are going to die. Read more