Earlier in the week I decided to do some (more) cleaning out of old stuff.  There are boxes in the roof that went up there when I moved to Mount Eliza thirteen years ago.  Some I have not looked at in all that time.

One box’s contents I hadn’t seen in more than twenty years.  Most of it consisted of memorabilia from a number of former lives, including an address book from my almost four years of travelling in the 1970s.  Dozens of people I’d met and/or stayed with, and their contact details (pre-internet, of course). (more…)