A long weekend in Long Jetty
(N.B. It has taken me a year and eleven days to write this story. And while it has become increasingly hard to find the time to sit down and write them, I still have so many stories I want to capture here. So here I am, finally putting one onto a page, along with a … Continue reading A long weekend in Long Jetty
Touring around Tasmania
It’d been ages since I’d been on a plane. It’d been ages since I’d had the energy to write here. And it had felt like ages that we had to wait to watch my brother marry the love of his life. But, you know, good things come to those who wait and all. And our … Continue reading Touring around Tasmania
The journey of a pair of jeans
With the world as it currently is, travel has become a true luxury. Scrolling through old photos is somewhat of a sore point, and I’m still trying to work out whether being jealous of my former self is healthy or not. And as I stand in my room de-cluttering my wardrobe, as I tend to … Continue reading The journey of a pair of jeans
An open letter to myself for when lockdown lifts
Dear Emma, Once the world opens up again, it will all be a blur. You’ll rush to see people, to do things, to be places. You’ll make connections, commitments, appointments. Squeezing time in your diary to see all sorts of faces. So I’m writing this now to remind you of way back when. When you … Continue reading An open letter to myself for when lockdown lifts
Sticking to Sydney
I never seem to write about adventures I have in Sydney. I guess a part of me feels that unless I’ve had the chance to wind the car window down and let the wind flick through my hair as we speed off down the highway, it’s not really an adventure. Or at least one people … Continue reading Sticking to Sydney
We came, we saw, we Canberra-ed.
When we lost yet another trip to Melbourne to lockdown (this is three and counting), we were left lost and last-minute, with no plans for the long weekend. Free accomodation courtesy of family, plus a few fabulous recommendations from friends later, we were on our way to Canberra. And you know what – there were … Continue reading We came, we saw, we Canberra-ed.
Oh man, oh Snowy River
The rumble of hooves against the earth building like thunder, the yee-hahs of horsemen filling the air. As the herd raced towards and then over the cliff-face, the riders following grind to a halt. Except one. He continues on, leaping into the air and over the edge. “The man from Snowy River” they murmur to … Continue reading Oh man, oh Snowy River
Canberra’s Changed. A lot
Once upon a time, a trip to Canberra could be summed up by long coach rides, overnight camps in bunkbeds and passing far too many hours inside Parliament House. Well, a trip to Canberra has changed. A lot. At least for me. With the goal for the year firmly in place – ten trips at … Continue reading Canberra’s Changed. A lot
Oops, back in Orange again
Well, I’m back in Orange again. Already. But the region just keeps providing reasons to return, and this time I’m armed with a strict agenda to only go to places I’d never gone before. And Orange, you both delivered and delighted. Here’s where I added to my list: Birdie //The team behind Orange’s original ‘fine-diner’ … Continue reading Oops, back in Orange again
Where in the World 