I read somewhere the other day, but forget where and I’m going to blame that on ‘covid brain’ because the article did mention that it can affect your memory and ability to recall words, recent memories and prevent distracting yourself from….where was I?

Ah yes, anxiety. The article mentioned that the now-passed first year anniversary of Covid-19 cases, deaths, lockdowns, restrictions, confusions, delays, contradictions, isolation, vaccination shortages and despair has created, in even the most cheerful of us, a constant buzzing level of anxiety.

Now in our fourth lockdown, or third, if you only count them when schools actually close…


It has been eight years since my older brother and his wife sent me an email saying that they ‘disapproved of ninety nine percent of my decisions,’ did not like me as a person, were removing me from their ‘friends/family list’ and, most importantly, would ‘no longer associate with Locketts.’

This meant that they had also disowned their then-thirteen-year-old niece and my husband. Both ‘Locketts.’ The sentence was supposed to insult and to sting and it did so completely. They knew that it would. …


This past weekend, we took the Friday off to try and see a different set of four walls and to walk a different set of streets. We are currently in our third version of the Covid-19 lockdown in France and working from home with the supermarket 400 metres up the street and masks now mandatory everywhere we venture outside. Our world had become unbearably small.

Dijon is a world heritage listed medieval town that has been around since the stone age. It has since hosted the Romans, the Dukes of Burgundy for centuries (11th to the 15thC) , survived an…


My mother made it clear in so many ways that she loved her children, but she could also be rather blunt. “All three of you were funny looking babies,” she said, one Christmas, when we’d all eaten our fill and encouraging Dad to get the ‘best of’ family slides out.

Photographs, especially colour photographs, were very expensive — up to 79c each in 1976 which, considering you never knew if the photos were going to be in focus, not have heads cut off or the flash cube fail to pop and result in a unrevealing black square, was a risky…


I am agnostic, which in truth means that I’m not crazy about organized religion or the belief that if you pray, god will answer your prayers. I found this out when, at age six, I came home from Sunday School and thought I would give it a try.

Being reasonably sensible, I thought I would pray to God for something relatively easy and nothing that would be too difficult or over-reaching. A Big Sister tinned chocolate pudding. Mum would buy them, boil them for ages and then open it open to reveal a dark brown, steaming cake with sweet chocolate…


Whaddaya Reckon?

I’ve been ten years out of Australia now and realise that the word ‘reckon’ is the one that confuses most other non-antipodean English speakers.

It just means ‘think’ or ‘consider’ in a more casual sense but instead of saying, “I think we should have chicken for dinner tonight,” we Aussies say “I reckon a roast chook would be pretty good.”

Our daughter Carly, arrived in Switzerland at twelve years old and went to an international school with friends owning a lot of different accents and backgrounds. Now nearly twenty two years old, Carly is partly Swiss, a bit…


It’s taken me a few weeks to recover and, my husband Dean dryly tells me, for the gathered crowds out in the street below to wane, so it seems far enough away in modern history to share with you.

Of course Covid-19 plays a key role in this situation. We live in France, our daughter studies in Edinburgh, so her departure from our place after Christmas was layered with anxiety.

She was flying back to Edinburgh on KLM via Amsterdam as Easyjet seemed to have thrown in the (lemon scented sanitiser) towel as far as offering anywhere practical to escape…


Living in Geneva and the areas immediately surrounding it is breathtakingly expensive.

The expats obviously help drive up the rents and the irony is that most UN workers would struggle to pay those rents if their salaries weren’t propped up by an added ‘because it’s Geneva’ allowances that takes the stratospheric costs of paying for a roof over their heads, health insurance, food and educating their children into account.

For eight years, we paid just over one third of a million swiss Francs (half a million dollars) in rent for an apartment that had not had a single thing upgraded…


You know that awful feeling after backing out a satisfactorily big turd, only for the water to splash back and hit you in the bum?

Well, back in the eighties, Australia still had an unfortunate number of these human butt splashes who decided that Asians emigrating to Australia were a problem. Never mind that we’d taken over and almost destroyed the dozens of indigenous people’s cultures or welcomed the Greeks and Italians after they fled the desolation of World War II, apparently the traumatised Vietnamese and intrepid Chinese were just a tad too much.

One of these mental amoebas spray…


My rather inaccurate iphone step tracker says that 14,500 steps have already been done with my beloved dog Felix throughout the day. Now that it’s evening, my All Day Dog Woman clothes are discarded and I’ve taken a shower, only to replace that sweaty apparel with pajamas. Why bother with adult clothes like jeans and lace up shoes? With a 6pm curfew in France; a limit of six people in bubble households and every bar, restaurant and cafe closed, where on earth am I expecting to go?

Only for a quick dash around the block with Felix which is an…

Kath Lockett

Aussie in France, still trying to work out what to do when she grows up

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