Doing the RAW Challenge Gold Coast with Kids. First version published in Kids on the Coast, Aug 2018 My nine year old stands with his seven year old brother at the lip of a trench, both of them eyeing the muddy water doubtfully. I wade straight in, my battered old sneakers squishing in the marshy…
Christmas Lights.
Hi! Just popping in to say I hope you had a loverly Chrissy! AND a loverly New Year’s, AND a loverly Straya Day if you are in Oz – I was going to post this before the end of the year, but didn’t. Hey, I’m only a month late! It’s been pretty hectic around here – a few…
Alice in Wonder-Where-I-Am-Land.
Remember blimmin’ months ago when I promised to tell you about the time I went for a stroll around the block, decided to go off-trail into the bush and nearly put myself into a survival situation? Well I’m finally making good. It happened on Easter Sunday. I remember it well, because I’d eaten a shitload of chocolate and was…
Like a Horror Movie.
I only wish this was a Halloween post. Contains disturbing images… of a certain tiny-fingered, cheeto-faced, ferret wearing shitgibbon. And swears. When I was 15, The Exorcist was hands down the scariest fucking thing I’d ever seen. Now, I’m no lightweight when it comes to horror and suspense movies, but I’d had no idea what I was…
Raisins or Ratshit*?
Warning: This Halloween post contains some freaky shit. And swears. Due to the freaky shit. Am I a witch? Doubtful. I’m shitscared of spiders. Although… I am a cat person. I can only think of one weird thing that I do in the way of witchy superpowers and it’s really stupid and you won’t think it’s a superpower at all; sometimes…
Bloomin’ Fantastic!
Since we got back from New Zealand a few people have been asking me when’s the best time to head over for skiing. To which I helpfully answer I dunno. Although the South Island has pretty good snow throughout the season, generally it gets the best dumps of snow either at the start of the season (July) or towards the end (September)….
Wana Walk? (Diamond Lake, NZ.)
Wanaka, Day 2. Not sore from snowboarding for the first time EVER!! … Miracles do happen! Could be thanks to that (SO GOOD) soak in the spa yesterday. Those things should be compulsory in all holiday houses, like toilets. Spent a lazy Sunday morning sitting on the balcony soaking up the spring sunshine with a cuppa tea and boysenberry jam…
The Journey From Sandgroper to Snowfaceplanter. (Cardrona, New Zealand)
nb for the non-Strayans out there a ‘sandgroper’ is another name for a West Australian. It’s quite an agreeable nickname really, considering we call Queenslanders “banana benders”, South Australians “crow eaters” and New South Welshpersons “cockroaches”. I’ll never forget seeing snow for the first time. It was 1994, I was 19, and on my first trip overseas, visiting Mosey who…
The Bullshit List.
… Otherwise known as Spring Clean ’16. (I wanted to do a photography post but the thought of not having any text was too weird. Then I had some thoughts on a cleanout I’m doing at the moment but wondered hmm, how can I dress it up nice so that people might actually read it? Then I hit on a brilliant idea: MASH…
And in the Late, Late, Late, LATE News…
You might’ve noticed I haven’t been around much for the past two months or so. Although I did drag myself out of exile to do a post for Mosey’s birthday. I had to; she’s my sister! I couldn’t miss her birthday. …She knows where I live. It’s not that I haven’t had anything to say – there was too…
Mosey’s Berfdy Bonus Brag Book!
This post is for you Mosey! AKA that annoying awesome sister of mine – Justine, who had a big birthday recently! I’ve been AWOL from here for over a month because I’m making her a rather large photo brag book. It should come in handy as her memory is no doubt starting to go. (Mosey this is…
The Wilds of Suburbia: Burleigh Head National Park, QLD.
Disclaimer: Not sponsored. But you know that by now. Burleigh Heads is a little town on the Gold Coast that’s like a ‘best of’. It has everything on the Goldie in one place (well, except for the theme parks) but on a smaller scale; gorgeous beaches and surf breaks, a wildlife park just up the road, cafes and restaurants, parks…
Still Not A Journal. 