April 10, 2010
We moved to Australia when I was ten years old and those early days are not pleasant to remember. I returned to live with my grandparents when I was fifteen, following the death of my mother, and once again felt the familiar sense of constancy and home. The front dining room became my domain, My grandfather loved music and had a record player, which was the very best he could afford. I spent countless hours, lying on the floor, listening to David Cassidy, the Jackson Five and the Osmonds, and trying to convince my grandfather that Jim Reeves wasn't cool.