What you want…

It’s been a strange few months. After adapting to pandemic lifestyle and waiting and hoping and rescheduling and waiting and hoping… eventually incredibly the G.O., Diesel-dog and I got to do the three planned short trips and family catchups that comprised our wishlist for the second half of 2021. Nevertheless, our success hasn’t instilled sufficient … More What you want…

Time travel

An age-old question… if you could choose to spend a day anywhere with anyone -alive or dead- where and who would you choose? For me, the means to the answer lies in a quote from a romance novel… “If you want to know where your heart is, look where your mind goes when it wanders.” … More Time travel

Beachitude

Beachitude(n.) when you start to feel grumpy and snarky because you miss the beach. Source: Pinterest. After all the chopping and changing of dates and postponing plans we made it to Evans Head for our first real holiday in five years, and the first in our new-to-us caravan. Our previous proper holiday was 5 months … More Beachitude

Here or There…

After we escaped city life late in 2015 but had barely dipped our toes into our new treechange lifestyle we treated ourselves to a holiday: off and on during 2016 the G.O. and I explored Victoria, drove anticlockwise around Australia; pop-top-caravan-road-trips exploring the mainland states, only to discover that among many of the places we … More Here or There…

the far side

Hindsight… Throughout the past dozen years of my city living – highrise dwelling – office life I dreamed of a gypsy-like roadtrip around Australia and simple country life. A year later, living my dream life in reality I can report it’s nothing like I thought. Some aspects have been far more difficult, others far more wonderful.

life as art

Greetings from one of my favourites places… Broome, Western Australia, where we’ve made ourselves at home for a week enjoying an ensuite caravan park site with bonus shady mango tree, lawn and sprinkler!

south of the border

Dearth of sombreros and painted mules notwithstanding, in Australia people resident in a more southerly state location are often collectively & somewhat cheekily referred to as “Mexicans”. There’s longstanding rivalries between the states, one of the keenest being between my home state of NSW and the state adjoining its southern border, Victoria, where the elder of my younger … More south of the border

carved in stone

Each workday from my desk (courtesy of a recent fortuitous reshuffle) I now gaze at a reminder of the way my and the G.O.’s  ancestors arrived in this country. By ship. Through Sydney Heads. For me it’s a reminder of how fortunate he and I are that they did.

timeless . . .

It’s always a good day when the G.O. doesn’t go to work on a Saturday; it doesn’t take much to transform the ordinary into extraordinary. That’s what happened last weekend. We didn’t set an alarm. We got up late, drank coffee and instead of cleaning, grocery shopping or errands we decided to set off to … More timeless . . .

could not ask for more

Morning, afternoon, night and in between we could not have asked for more. The G.O. and I spent a series of flawless days around Port Stephens highlighted by my sister’s simple, stunning wedding day at Nelson Head Inner Lighthouse and a relaxed, fun, beautifully personalized & crafted reception at the ibis Styles Port Stephens Salamander Shores Hotel at Soldiers Point. … More could not ask for more

on point duty

The G.O. didn’t take much convincing to go up to Port Stephens the day before my youngest sister’s wedding, so we left Sydney at a civilized hour and arrived at d’Albora Marinas in Nelson Bay in time for lunch overlooking the water. After lunch we strolled around the marina and spotted 3 pods of dolphins cruising the bay. … More on point duty