She just called from Bratislava, Slovakia. She got there today. On Friday she called from Budapest. They’d arrived to find it was St Stephen’s Day and everything was shut. Both times the line was clearer than when talking to her on her old cordless phone in Footscray. I’m glad she’s having a good time.
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I choose the apple
I think it was Billy Connolly who said the Queen must think the whole world smells of fresh paint. Going to the airport is a bit like that. It’s a clean, freshly-painted, shiny cocoon. There’s no litter. There’s loitering, but only by well-dressed people. There’s security everywhere. There’s international-standard signage pointing you to just about ... [More]
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While she’s away
While my girlfriend is away in Europe for three weeks, I will: finally tidy up the damn spare room and clear out all the crap from around the house (yeah sure Daniel. SURE.) do my tax and sort out my files (for one relies on the other) set my sister up with a blog of ... [More]
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Up and down mountains
I woke up yesterday morning to find that only half the newspaper had arrived. The newsagent lady said that they’ve had other sightings of the newspaper thief prime suspect. I really must get my film developed and hand over the photo. Anyway I met up with Josh and Pete and we drove to a spot ... [More]
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Going home
Enough of this living in a tent, time to go home. We packed up everything back into the car, and just after being told there was another snake in the vicinity, drove out. Back onto the highway, with a few diversions to Cape Conran (stunning beach), Marlo (more stunning scenery, and a pub lunch), Orbost ... [More]
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Eden
Mallacoota Up the road yet again and out of Cann River, we zoomed up along the highway towards New South Wales. The roads on the Victorian side of the border had been pretty much clear of roadkill – at least I hadn’t noticed any. But I was able to count the number of dead animals ... [More]
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Wingan
My sandals at Wingan beach. I hope to sell this picture to the Birkenstock company for millions and millions of dollars. We drove toWingan Inlet, which involved the 45 minute drive back up to Cann River, 18km along the highway, then another hour or so down a very rough road which got exceedingly narrow in ... [More]
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Meuller and Hicks
Goanna in the campsite, looking for food. The wheel on the right is a bicycle wheel. I think it wanted to have a ride. My back was killing me when I awoke. Lesson one when camping: don’t buy a cheapie sleeping mat. A morning walk along the beach cured it, and I was able to ... [More]
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Welcome to the camp
Pelican, Lakes Entrance So, the adventure began. Saturday night I packed all my stuff up. Clothes, sleeping mat, sleeping bag, towel, bathers, torch… a whole bunch of stuff, in fact. C arrived in the hired four-wheel drive just after 8am, and we set out. First stop Sale, to fill up with petrol and pick up ... [More]
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Backpack
On Friday night I went to Paddy Pallin to buy a backpack in preparation for next week’s camping trip with C. Sorry, a travelpack to be precise. Apparently this is the correct term in the travel world. I have borrowed a couple of different backpacks over the years. The first one was owned by one ... [More]
I think Jeremy enjoyed the snow just a little bit. Yesterday I took the kids to the snow at Mount Donna Buang, which was a heckuva lot of fun. Toboggan rides, building a snowman, throwing snowballs… great stuff. We all got wet of course, but great fun. Today I turned 31. Most of my recent ... [More]
Went to see the keynote address of the Melbourne Writers’ Festival last night, given by Bill Bryson. The man is hilarious. It made a great end to the working week to laugh my arse off at his speech. I’m getting an urge to read all his books again, and to check my collection to make ... [More]