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A ball is placed in the mouth of a crazy laughing clown in the carnival area during the Sydney Royal Easter Show. Photo: Mark Colbe/Getty Images
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Dust, hot dogs, fairy floss and the Royal Easter Show

Dust, hot dogs, fairy floss and the Royal Easter Show

"I can quickly and easily recall with delight the clinking and clanging sounds coming from Sideshow Alley..."
"Being a country market the stallholders were friendly, chatty and extremely approachable."
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‘Outdoor markets are far better than modern shopping centres’

‘Outdoor markets are far better than modern shopping centres’

'The time spent at markets is more like an outing than a shopping trip.'
“It’s the Grand Final I have to stay in!”
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An ode to the husband who’s watching the game

An ode to the husband who’s watching the game

'A beer in one hand, bowl of chips on his belly.'
"Since that day we have been through some good years and also some very tough and testing times."
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‘After 10 minutes of chatting, I knew the stranger was my soulmate’

‘After 10 minutes of chatting, I knew the stranger was my soulmate’

'The only trouble was I was married with two teenage children, a home, a dog and a job.'
All the Prime Minister wanted was funds for a garden shed.
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Sometimes, things are better expressed in verse

Sometimes, things are better expressed in verse

Getting the prime minister and Bunnings into a poem isn't easy but Jenny's managed it!
What's the solution to this common household argument?
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The answer to a common relationship problem

The answer to a common relationship problem

'Who’s got the remote?'
"I wonder how many people these days, busy with their lives looking after number one actually give any thought to ideas such as this, or just doing simple good deeds for strangers now and then?"
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How a small gesture from a stranger restored my faith in humanity

How a small gesture from a stranger restored my faith in humanity

It was only 10 cents, but it meant so much more.
"Shopping malls: those dreadful, air-conditioned, crowded labyrinths of shops and businesses with countless numbers of robotic faceless shoppers wandering around."
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‘I didn’t realise I was agoraphobic until recently’

‘I didn’t realise I was agoraphobic until recently’

Jenny hates and avoids large shopping malls at all costs.
"We couldn’t believe our ears or our eyes."
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Christmas 1972: When the universe gave me exactly what I asked for

Christmas 1972: When the universe gave me exactly what I asked for

'My flat-mate and I were hitch-hiking across New Zealand when our wishes were answered.'

About Jenny England

Jenny England is a retired journalist and illustrator. She has written articles on topics as varied as astronomy, Australian history, antiques and collectables, child-rearing and local politics for over 30 years. Not to mention sci-fi stories for children. She has also illustrated much of her work and taught drawing, woodcarving and pen and wash over the years. She spends more time with her cat now and is loving the peace and quiet of retirement.