A Man In My Life – 21 January 1995

Luna Park 21/01/1995

On Melbourne Cup Day 1994, I met my future husband, (unfortunately, now ex-husband), at a Cup Day barbeque hosted by a school friend. We both bet on the same horse that won the cup that year. From the first, we got on really well. We rented a flat in the Melbourne suburb of Balaclava, coincidentally, not far from my favourite photobooths at Luna Park.

I was continuing to develop my hand-made greeting card ranges and thinking about how to move to the next step – publishing my designs.

7 comments
  1. ros said:

    I don’t think I have seen a photo of you two so early in your relationship.. he looks very intellectual and suave!! attractive qualities. You look like you were having fun, did you go on any rides at Luna Park?

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    • You know, I barely recognise that young man, now! No, I don’t think we ever went on a ride. The food in St Kilda was too good to waste time on roller coasters and ghost trains!

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  2. I am completely ensnared by your blog. I keep dipping into bits of it and literally getting snap shots of your life. This is truly wonderful. Should I stop dipping and go right back to the start?

    Who are these people, do I know them, I feel like I could I feel like I should, do you know them…do we ever really know anyone. Questions, questions questions….

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    • OMG I’ve got a fan- and an Irish one at that! Hope to reply soon as you comment brings up many thoughts. Got to go now, unfortunately

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      • Hello Mr Void

        Yes please do go back to the beginning! I would be most flattered and I don’t think anyone has yet done that.

        As to the questions, questions.. Identity is a very interesting topic. I often feel that I am a different person with each and every person I deal with, whether it be friends, family or strangers. The differences are subtle for sure but they are there none the less. I feel personal identity is fluid, especially when I review all the photos I’ve taken over the years. The traveller, the girlfriend, the wife, the business woman, the good looker – which I never realised I was! And then there is the question of why I took so many images and how I want to be perceived and then the surprises i get when others interpret my photos.

        As to whether we know anyone other than ourselves – don’t think so!! I do feel though that i know some of the subjects in my found and ebay photos, even if it is only that I see something in their faces that i like, or love or am intrigued by.

        Thanks so much for your interest. Kind regards, Katherine

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