What a way to end the dry spell!

Athletically ducking for cover into the backseat (after pulling over)¬†as hailstones the size of golf-balls shatter your windscreen! Big panel beat ahead for someone but I suspect insurance will write the old Ford wagon off. I crawled home, peering through cracked glass, to find my beloved mopping up a flooded kitchen. Home and office phonesContinue reading “What a way to end the dry spell!”

Compulsory Income Management

This morning’s article in Eureka Street scratches an irritating itch. On behalf of my local church, I receive occasional calls to help out families on hard times. My training has me quickly assessing the level of need, its genuineness and the appropriate response. Often it’s the choice between organising a food parcel or accompanying theContinue reading “Compulsory Income Management”