Just thought you might like to see one of my latest paintings, part of my new Australian series. This painting depicts the beach at Wellington point, a favoured spot that holds many happy memories for we Porch children (now all with grown children of our own); I remember Dad taking us for exciting walks on the cliff path above the beach. “Trust me, I won’t let you fall,” he used to say holding out his hand; and he never let us fall. I recall the last time Dad and I went there together, a few years before he passed away; we sat on the big roots of the same enormous tree, the boughs of which had carried we intrepid climbing Porch children while Dad stood watchful below, and decades later we felt nostalgic for the old days; and marvelled at the tree and the passage of time.

Wellington Point; happy, sad – mixed feelings; Australia, England – you don’t know where home is. But home draws you back, and back again.