Loveday Writing

Play Time Growing up I loved nothing more than playing handball in the backyard with my brother, Nathan and a boy that lived across the street, playing board games with my parents and cousins and learning how to play cards, spending hours playing my Gameboy, PlayStation and later my Nintendo DS for hours on end. Some of my older cousins

My Parents My Chauffeurs I’m sure everyone remembers their parents driving them around when they were little and fighting for the front seat and having to ask for lift to a party, school, work, etc. My childhood was no different. In my life my parents have owned two cars, a Holden station wagon and a Holden Commodore. They still own

My mother My Nurse Some of the worst memories of my childhood revolve around illnesses—chicken pox, tonsillitis, sinusitis, colds and flus. I would feel sick, weak and vulnerable with every illness I would contract or develop. However what would soften these bad memories would be the good memories of my mother stepping in as my nurse and looking after me.

Home Cooked Meals I once jokingly told my brother, Nathan that the reason why it’s easy for me to save money on youth allowance is because I don’t socialise and I eat the same things over and over again. It’s true, when I’m at uni and away from my family, I tend to eat meals on rotation, especially dinner. With

Pocket Money When I was seventeen years old, I got my first regular casual job at Woolworths. I worked as a service cashier or “check out chick” after school, on weekends and during the holidays. I got the job because I wanted financial independence and felt I was too old to be getting pocket money off my parents. Six years

Ignorance is bliss (and other things I miss since becoming a grown up) There are many things I miss since becoming a grown up, over the next eight columns, I will chronicle eight specific things I miss and why I miss them. The first thing I will write about that I miss since becoming a grown up would easily be