Being a long distance grandmother has its compensations. Every morning since corona-lockdown, I’ve woken to images of my son and his young family managing their splendid self-isolation in northern NSW. There are five of them and they’re in this together: mother, father, toddler, newborn and Norman. (Norman is a greyhound but try convincing him.)
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Young Adults: Giving them the tools to do-it-themselves
When I got the call every mother dreads, I was in my dressing gown.
It was my husband, telling me our 20-year-old son had driven his car through a neighbour’s brick fence. He was unhurt. There was structural damage to the house. He had a blood alcohol level of 0.11.
