Discarded Wealth

Discarded Wealth

When a great aunt died, my father inherited all her jewellery. My mother sifted through it and deemed most of it worthless. There were gaudy cubic zirconia rings that would dwarf any finger, chintzy stuff that was thinly plated with metals of dubious authenticity. My...

Whirling Dervishes

A few years ago my wife became friends with a beautiful couple from the Middle East. I will protect their identity here, but they arrived as asylum seekers on a boat having fled war in their own country. Australia offered them refuge and a future. They were deeply...