Second week of the postdoc: moving-from-Sydney-to-Brisbane chaos, a five-year old daughter to begin in school, first-day-at-school tremors for all of us, mildew on furniture the travel insurers refuse to fix, bike routes to navigate, to-do lists so long they trail off misty-like in the distance. The first week I spent at Mitchell Library in Sydney, reading dusty theatrical newspapers and memoirs from the 1870s, paper crumbling to sepia-tinted vapour beneath my fingers, trying to get my head in gear.
