On Wednesday night we went to my mother's house for "christmas" dinner (a few days "early" at her request). Driving back to my childhood (and true) home reminded me of a lot of things about my identity. Paige once told me that Neil Finn had said that there is something unique about the light of your hometown, that it doesn't seem quite as rich as it does in the place that you call home. While I have become attached to Jarrah Rd, seeing the trees and paddocks flash past as we drove down south... read more
