I am a wife, a mother, a grandmother and recently a great grandmother… and now they tell me I am an author at 71.

It has been a very long hard road for me, with my limited education, but I persevered and I did it, if I can do this, anyone can.

I grew up with a father who would not stay in one place longer than a year or two. I am sure he had Gypsy blood running through his veins.He was a chef, a barber, dabbled in the occult, a con artist, a fortune-teller, a medium…, but above all, he was a loveable larrikin. My mother on the other hand was a very religious, quiet, hard-working woman. The complete opposite to my father. 

Therefore, Torn between my rich cultural roots, growing up in Australia and living with my very diverse parents, I had to learn to adapt and survive the best I could.

My childhood was certainly unique. My education came from real-life scenarios. Growing up in Australia with my lovable rascal of a father was always an adventure, for me. For my mother, on the other hand, she went through hell.

I would often relate my stories to friends and workmates. I lost count of how many times I heard the words, 'you should write a book’. I could never have imagined I would actually write a book! I

My story now is a two-part book and I am so very excited to share my life with you all. I hope you find my crazy life an interesting read. Like a Dandelion in the Wind is based on a real story. My story!