Michèle Nardelli
Bio
I write...I suppose, because I always have. Once a journalist, then a PR writer, for the first time I am dabbling in the creative. Now at semi-retirement I am still deciding what might be next.
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World tour to world war
My grandfather, Lorenzo, arrived in Australia from the small alpine village of Zorzoi, community of Sovramonte, province of Belluno in Northern Italy on June 16, 1914. He was always very particular about letting us know exactly where we came from.
By Michèle Nardelli8 months ago in History
Old Wheels
I never wake in fright from this dream. Instead, there is a strange sense of longing and relief. Whether I find you in fine working order, Duco shined in a way it never was in real life or bedraggled with flat tires and pigeon poop on your round old bonnet, my first car – affectionately named Gubby, just comes back to me again and again in my dreams, a motif of something I am yet to clarify.
By Michèle Nardelli2 years ago in Fiction
A cart, a donkey and a little too much wine. Top Story - May 2024.
I’ll start by telling you a story. It is a true tale from a different time in a land about as far from where I live now, a modern city near the sea in the southern hemisphere, as you could imagine.
By Michèle Nardelli2 years ago in Families
