In which I watch Ellen and complain about a book about birds.
In which I start learning French.
In which I read Louis L’Amour.
In which we eat some truffles.
In which I reflect on the Gospel of John.
In which we visit Tidbinbilla Nature Reserve.
In which I tie J. M. Coetzee to hockey.
In which I read some Australian novels.
In which I dip my feet in Lake Burley Griffin.
A diary entry on a father’s rebuke.