We had a weekend in Melbourne. I went to my first ASA gathering at the State library and used one of the tickets I'd won to visit the Museum the next day.
Ah, such information, such treasure, such little gaps in two stories I'm writing at the moment, just waiting for juicy morsels of plot and background to be stitched into the story fabric.
I love history and its unexpected non conforming details- these are the inklings of inspiration. I took notes, I took photos, I jotted down a few leads.
How clever the generations before us, their personalities and life circumstances just waiting to be reconstructed.