It was the youngest child’s day yesterday. In lieu of lollies I suggested chips and was told the choice was to go closer to home and have ‘okay’ chips or a little bit further and have really good ones. Everyone knows you don’t mess around with mediocre chips so I was led along streets and … More Australia 4: Evolution, Ingredients and Chips
They talk big in Oz but I have to say when it’s about rain, they’re generally telling the truth. It either doesn’t rain or it rains a lot. Today on Bribie Island (Queensland), we have thunder and lightening as well as torrential rain. Unlike NZ where these events seem to be just passing through, here … More Australia 3: Rain
I love coming to Bribie Island. You drive over the narrow bridge from the mainland and suddenly there is sparkling blue water, soft, gentle trees on the shoreline and the famous pelicans keeping an eagle eye on both the fishermen on the bridge and the boats running up and down the Pumicestone Passsge. Once on … More Australia Two: What happens on the beach, stays on the beach
Travel ain’t what it used to be. I am in Australia and I have to say the trip across the Tasman Sea was the best I’ve ever had. Usually the plane is full but on this one there were two people per three seats. The only aircraft I’ve travelled on with fewer passengers was an … More Australia One
I’m about to head over to Australia and I’ve reached that point in the preparation when you just want to get on the plane and go. Trouble is, it’s not for another two days. I’m pleased I’ll be busy tomorrow but today has been about overthinking and changing my mind. Otherwise known as packing my … More Lift off!
Today I picked up a copy of a referral my doctor made to a specialist. It contained the reason for the referral and some information regarding the problem i.e. the usual stuff you’d expect your doctor to send to a specialist when they want them to be well-informed and to not kill me. The reason … More Too much and not enough
When I was a child I lived in Drummond, a small, rural town in Southland. We had a war memorial not far from the hall on the corner of the main road into the village. The locals referred to it as ‘the monument’. It was the place where everyone waited for the cars that would … More Thoughts on Anzac Day
I thought we had a deal. I clean the toilets, he washes the car. I’ve been keeping my side of the bargin but let’s just say, if I cleaned his loo once every 6 months… In truth, I usually don’t care too much but today the weather was nice and I was looking for something … More Lessons in Car Cleaning
… RAN OUT OF EASTER EGGS.
‘Head down bum up Caitlin!’ came out of the loud speakers at the event taking place in the Show Grounds this morning while I was outside. I wondered in this pc world, if that sort of comment was allowed. I have no idea who Caitlin is but I do know she was ‘racing’ in the … More Head down, bum up.
