My Neighbour Nessie

By Sophie Lishman

At the age of four my parents packed our life into just two moving vans in hopes of starting a new chapter in the leafy suburb of Sandringham- a suburb just a walk from the sandy beaches where children played on corners until the dusk brought with it outdoor barbeques and bedtime stories.

My parents thought it fitting to introduce their only child to the joys of living in a neighbourhood full of children. Unfortunately or perhaps fortunately, instead of young playmates I found myself surrounded by several heartfelt seniors, or as I called them, my “grandparents”. Read more »