Joyce SandersThe Old Woman Who Hated Rupert Murdoch — The EndingI punched in the numbers to ring through to my daughter’s flat, but no one came to the downstairs door. I never knew if the system was…Mar 29, 2019Mar 29, 2019
Joyce SandersThe Old Woman Who Hated Rupert Murdoch — Chapter 10I woke up late and the sun was already full on the patch of earth between the house and the creek. I felt I was back to being a stranger…Mar 29, 2019Mar 29, 2019
Joyce SandersThe Old Woman Who Hated Rupert Murdoch — Chapter 9My second morning waking in the house had a peaceful familiarity, so soon. Now these were my cockatoos waking and my smells of dewy…Mar 13, 2019Mar 13, 2019
Joyce SandersThe Old Woman Who Hated Rupert Murdoch — Chapter 8The dawn chorus of cockatoos found me, even in my new place of abode. With no curtains in the small bedroom, it was fully light even…Mar 2, 2019Mar 2, 2019
Joyce SandersThe Old Woman Who Hated Rupert Murdoch — Chapter SevenThe Old Woman Who Hated Rupert Murdoch — Chapter SevenFeb 25, 2019Feb 25, 2019
Joyce SandersThe Old Woman Who Hated Rupert Murdoch — Chapter SixI was startled awake with twigs breaking close by. My eyes had difficulty focussing on the expanse of white through the gum branches…Feb 16, 2019Feb 16, 2019
Joyce SandersThe Old Woman Who Hated Rupert Murdoch: Chapter 5(This is a work of fiction, although based on some real characters and some actual events, many events and characters are imagined.)Feb 8, 2019Feb 8, 2019
Joyce SandersChapter 3: The Old Woman Who Hated Rupert MurdochChapter 3: The Old Woman Who Hated Rupert MurdochJan 25, 2019Jan 25, 2019
Joyce SandersThe Old Woman Who Hated Rupert Murdoch — CHAPTER TWOA second morning and my brain still doesn’t yet recognise where I am. It’s good to have the smells of eucalypts and the bird chorus to…Jan 24, 2019Jan 24, 2019