Poor Rory. I reckon having your birthday at the start of January is almost as bad as having your birthday on Christmas Day, at least when your mum’s as useless as me. His birthday sneaks up on me every new year! It doesn’t help that we’re usually travelling, or recuperating from travelling, and my brain is still AWOL. As I did…
Tag: nostalgia
On This Day…
I’ve been working my way through this enormous book for the past ten months called The Assassin’s Cloak. It sounds like a badass historical thriller, but is actually an anthology of badass diary entries. From the 1660s to the 1990s, grouped together for every day of the year. There’s all kinds of shit going down – 25 January 1851 Leo Tolstoy wakes up…
10 Things I Miss About Exmouth.
I’ve been reluctant to write these last couple of posts on my Exmouth trip, and as a result I’ve been doing some Olympic-level procrastinating. But I have to say goodbye to Exmouth sometime. I’ve loved writing about it – sharing it with you has helped alleviate my Holiday Adjustment Disorder – but this is my twelfth post about this trip and you’re probably thinking Jesus, woman, move…
Holy Undies on the Outside Batman, A Geeky Giveaway!
***Update 6 October 2015: Yes the comp is closed, Oz Comic-Con was uh-may-zing (here’s my post), but hey… don’t leave! I would still love to hear about your awesome fandom in the comment section!*** Yes it is – my first ever giveaway, and I am SUPER excited! (See what I did there?) It’s not wine, or…
Trash ‘n’ Treasure. (Jurabi Beach, WA)
After seeing in the new day at Vlamingh Head I headed over the road for a camp brekkie on Jurabi Beach, then stayed for a marathon beachcombing session. I’d forgotten how freeing it is travelling solo! I hadn’t seen a beach as good as this since I was a kid, when we camped at The Blowholes or Coral…
My Secret Drawer.
It was Secret Drawer Week on Triple J brekkie this week. I loved it! People called in every day with tales of letters, poems and other touching testaments to teenage love dug out of drawers, shoeboxes, and the deepest hidden crevices of their hearts. Sometimes they were the crusher, other times the crushee, but they all had fond (eventually – after varying periods of acute…
The World Returns: Sunrise.
After the clouds arrived and my star trails got mucked up I sat in the hireclunker out of the wind for an hour and lay in wait for dawn. I’m not a morning person so while I’ve seen hundreds of sunsets I’ve seen relatively few sunrises. Usually when I’m travelling, working early shifts, or feeding very young…
The Edge of the World. (Ningaloo Coast, Western Australia.)
Day 2 Episode II. Left Vlamingh Head Lighthouse and continued around the headland into Ningaloo Marine Park. “Ningaloo” is an Aboriginal word for promontory; I’m unsure which language group it’s from but the Cape’s original inhabitants were known as the Yinigudura people. I couldn’t find out much about them; they apparently left the cape before white settlement….
The Coral Coast.
Day 2 Episode I. Limo pickup this morning; outback style! ‘Top of the Range’ tour with Dave from Ningaloo Safari Tours – a full day in the Cape Range National Park and Ningaloo Marine Parks! On the drive up to Shothole Canyon Dave regaled us with amusing tales: Like how even though all new houses are cyclone…
Red-eyes & Red Skies: Exmouth, Western Australia.
Day 1 11pm Wednesday, in midair somewhere between the Gold Coast and Perth. I’m turning 40 soon and it’s already the best birthday ever because I’m finally doing something that I’ve wanted to do for over half my life. I told you I grew up in Carnarvon? Well my dream of the last 25 years has…
The Misty, Muddy Mountains: Binna Burra, Queensland.
Last December J & I celebrated our 5th wedding anniversary. The day itself was a bit of a fizzer; I awoke with a 6 yr old’s foot up my bum and J started work at 5.30am. So romance. Eh, it was fine. Once the right time presented itself however – the following Easter weekend – we…
Kodak Moments Part 2: Mummy Cuddles.
Part 2 of my belated Mum’s Day post. Part 1 was more about the funner, happier, more positive side of parenting – the stuff that’s usually the focus on Mother’s Day; the stories of cute kids, and happy families, and warm fuzzies. … And farts. As long as they’re funny and without fallout. This one, though, is about…
Still Not A Journal. 