d r i n k s t e r: MY MUM SYLVIA

“Sod the wine, I want to suck on the writing. This man White is an instinctive writer, bloody rare to find one who actually pulls it off, as in still gets a meaning across with concision. Sharp arbitrage of speed and risk, closest thing I can think of to Cicero’s ‘motus continuum animi.’

Probably takes a drink or two to connect like that: he literally paints his senses on the page.”

DBC Pierre (Vernon God Little, Ludmila’s Broken English, Lights Out In Wonderland ... Winner: Booker prize; Whitbread prize; Bollinger Wodehouse Everyman prize; James Joyce Award from the Literary & Historical Society of University College Dublin)

29 December 2013

MY MUM SYLVIA - FUNERAL DETAILS

My beloved Mother Sylvia died on Sunday 22nd of December. The Casa Blanco depot is a little overwhelmed by kind folks asking about the funeral details and offering condolence. There will be a service on Friday 3rd at Kleeman Funerals, 1 Morphett Street, Mount Barker at 1000 hrs. The cortège will then progress to the cemetery at Callington where Sylvia will be buried beside her husband James (Pastor Jimmy), who died in August. That's Mum, above with her brother Philip, and below with her surviving children ... both photos were taken at Jimmy's funeral by Milton Wordley, using my new camera which neither of us knew anything about. Thankyou all for your kind messages. I am honoured and deeply grateful. Be very careful of that bright Australian Sun: melanoma killed Mum.