
{"id":51197,"date":"2019-08-17T20:23:08","date_gmt":"2019-08-17T10:23:08","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/69.30.214.42\/blog\/?p=51197"},"modified":"2025-07-18T18:22:47","modified_gmt":"2025-07-18T08:22:47","slug":"patricia-bernard","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/writers-exchange.com\/patricia-bernard\/","title":{"rendered":"Patricia Bernard"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>I grew up in Melbourne and Rosebud, Victoria and had a great life full of adventure and freedom. I had a dog called Pal and a bicycle called Tonto. With Pal in my bike basket I rode everywhere. Our family had Manx cats (that&#8217;s cats with no tails from the Isle of Man) and a horse.<\/p>\n<p>When I was eighteen I travelled with my best friend Janet up the east coast of Australia picking fruit, getting lost in the Blue Mountains, learning how to be a waitress and working in Worth&#8217;s Circus.<\/p>\n<p>When I was nineteen I went with my mother to England on THE BIG TRIP. I worked in London as a kindergarten teacher and a youth leader\u00a0then I travelled all over Europe picking tomatoes in Spain, grapes in France, cooking on a boat from Barcelona to Mallorca, dating a bullfighter in Granada, eating Dutch pancakes in an attic whilst working in a Dutch lolly factory, taught English in Athens, ate 1 penny soup in Morocco,\u00a0became a footpath artist in Paris\u00a0and\u00a0a nanny in Sweden for the Royal Family of Stucklebergs. During this time I met three lifelong friends, Jeannie a crazy English girl and Dina and Robyn two insane Australian Spanish dancers. I then went to Canada and the U.S.A. on my way to Brazil.<\/p>\n<p>In Canada I met my Jamaican husband on a staircase, which is why I always thought he was taller. I didn&#8217;t reach Brazil until ten years later. We had 4 children, one in Jamaica, one in London, one in Geelong and one in Sydney, 3 girls and 1 boy.<\/p>\n<p>On returning to Australia, and realising I had been insane to stay away from the sun and the lifestyle for so long, we settled in Paddington,\u00a0Sydney.<\/p>\n<p>Years later I sent my middle daughter to Jamaica for one year&#8217;s boarding school. She came back so much nicer having seen poverty and how hard Jamaican&#8217;s study to get ahead. She is now a well-known public speaker\/motivation and conference organiser for Landmark Education travelling throughout Australia, New Zealand, U.S.A. and India. My eldest daughter\u00a0is also a motivational speaker and Course Leader for Landmark Education and has spoken to over 400,000 students throughout the world. My third daughter is a school teacher in the Blue Mountains and my son is a personal trainer. I have five brilliant grandchildren who I put in my books&#8211;see &#8216;Legend of the Three Moons&#8217;.<\/p>\n<p>I\u00a0always sketched, painted,\u00a0kept diaries and wrote letters when travelling, although my spelling was so bad no one could understand them.\u00a0When I was thirty, a friend, Fiona, asked me to write a book for her television show. After I explained how badly I spelt, how I didn&#8217;t know where to put a comma or how to start a paragraph, I started writing RIDDLE OF THE TRUMPALAR. Thirty-eight books later I am still writing.<\/p>\n<h1>Author of:<\/h1>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<blockquote class=\"wp-embedded-content\" data-secret=\"RfYdRsi7pH\"><p><a href=\"https:\/\/www.writers-exchange.com\/dinosaur-murder\/\">Dinosaur Murder by Patricia Bernard<\/a><\/p><\/blockquote>\n<p><iframe loading=\"lazy\" class=\"wp-embedded-content\" sandbox=\"allow-scripts\" security=\"restricted\" style=\"position: absolute; visibility: hidden;\" title=\"&#8220;Dinosaur Murder by Patricia Bernard&#8221; &#8212; Writers Exchange E-Publishing\" src=\"https:\/\/www.writers-exchange.com\/dinosaur-murder\/embed\/#?secret=5DQMvK8Xbu#?secret=RfYdRsi7pH\" data-secret=\"RfYdRsi7pH\" width=\"500\" height=\"282\" frameborder=\"0\" marginwidth=\"0\" marginheight=\"0\" scrolling=\"no\"><\/iframe><\/p>\n<blockquote class=\"wp-embedded-content\" data-secret=\"s1xLOs9kEr\"><p><a href=\"https:\/\/www.writers-exchange.com\/ghosts-dancing-on-water\/\">Ghosts Dancing On Water by Patricia Bernard<\/a><\/p><\/blockquote>\n<p><iframe loading=\"lazy\" class=\"wp-embedded-content\" sandbox=\"allow-scripts\" security=\"restricted\" style=\"position: absolute; visibility: hidden;\" title=\"&#8220;Ghosts Dancing On Water by Patricia Bernard&#8221; &#8212; Writers Exchange E-Publishing\" src=\"https:\/\/www.writers-exchange.com\/ghosts-dancing-on-water\/embed\/#?secret=1z7JQ34Uuh#?secret=s1xLOs9kEr\" data-secret=\"s1xLOs9kEr\" width=\"500\" height=\"282\" frameborder=\"0\" marginwidth=\"0\" marginheight=\"0\" scrolling=\"no\"><\/iframe><\/p>\n<blockquote class=\"wp-embedded-content\" data-secret=\"0OqdMp3rlz\"><p><a href=\"https:\/\/www.writers-exchange.com\/giant-stolen-cheesecake\/\">Giant Stolen Cheesecake by Patricia Bernard<\/a><\/p><\/blockquote>\n<p><iframe loading=\"lazy\" class=\"wp-embedded-content\" sandbox=\"allow-scripts\" security=\"restricted\" style=\"position: absolute; visibility: hidden;\" title=\"&#8220;Giant Stolen Cheesecake by Patricia Bernard&#8221; &#8212; Writers Exchange E-Publishing\" src=\"https:\/\/www.writers-exchange.com\/giant-stolen-cheesecake\/embed\/#?secret=5kHNwVpxsj#?secret=0OqdMp3rlz\" data-secret=\"0OqdMp3rlz\" width=\"500\" height=\"282\" frameborder=\"0\" marginwidth=\"0\" marginheight=\"0\" scrolling=\"no\"><\/iframe><\/p>\n<blockquote class=\"wp-embedded-content\" data-secret=\"wCG4CSBY0W\"><p><a href=\"https:\/\/www.writers-exchange.com\/outcast-trilogy\/\">Outcast Trilogy by Patricia Bernard<\/a><\/p><\/blockquote>\n<p><iframe loading=\"lazy\" class=\"wp-embedded-content\" sandbox=\"allow-scripts\" security=\"restricted\" style=\"position: absolute; visibility: hidden;\" title=\"&#8220;Outcast Trilogy by Patricia Bernard&#8221; &#8212; Writers Exchange E-Publishing\" src=\"https:\/\/www.writers-exchange.com\/outcast-trilogy\/embed\/#?secret=NKytrluNuh#?secret=wCG4CSBY0W\" data-secret=\"wCG4CSBY0W\" width=\"500\" height=\"282\" frameborder=\"0\" marginwidth=\"0\" marginheight=\"0\" scrolling=\"no\"><\/iframe><\/p>\n<blockquote class=\"wp-embedded-content\" data-secret=\"qHT74XmWUr\"><p><a href=\"https:\/\/www.writers-exchange.com\/the-mask\/\">The Mask by Patricia Bernard<\/a><\/p><\/blockquote>\n<p><iframe loading=\"lazy\" class=\"wp-embedded-content\" sandbox=\"allow-scripts\" security=\"restricted\" style=\"position: absolute; visibility: hidden;\" title=\"&#8220;The Mask by Patricia Bernard&#8221; &#8212; Writers Exchange E-Publishing\" src=\"https:\/\/www.writers-exchange.com\/the-mask\/embed\/#?secret=x78oZOYdDy#?secret=qHT74XmWUr\" data-secret=\"qHT74XmWUr\" width=\"500\" height=\"282\" frameborder=\"0\" marginwidth=\"0\" marginheight=\"0\" scrolling=\"no\"><\/iframe><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>I grew up in Melbourne and Rosebud, Victoria and had a great life full of adventure and freedom. 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