Hi, I’m Michelle! Thanks for stopping by my blog. Presumably I wrote something that interested, entertained, educated, or (god forbid) upset you and now you’ve come by to
suss out my motives get to know me better.
I’m a rank amateur writer and photographer living on the Gold Coast in Queensland, but I love blogging because it makes me feel quasi professional and alleviates the guilt associated with writing when I should be doing domestic shit. Sometimes I write about stuff, other times I write about sweet stuff-all. But I hope you get something out of visiting!
This blog is actually a bit of a mongrel, and quite difficult to categorise… though it is hilarious, even if only to me. I write about whatever takes my fancy; the kids, our adventures, people I admire, entertainment. To polish the turd I also showcase my
piddling middling photography skillz. Occasionally I dig into my own personal time capsule, my diary, which I’ve been writing in since I was 11, just to see what comes up. I’ll give you fair warning if I’m going to do that so you can unobtrusively sidle away if you aren’t interested… all right fine, leave then who needs you anyway.
Hey… I didn’t mean it… come back??
Okay. Some random and completely useless information about me distilled from various posts, both existing and yet-to-come:
- I was born and grew up in Carnarvon, in coastal middle northern Western Australia. I enjoyed a free range childhood climbing trees and wandering around our ‘island’ – Babbage Island in the Gascoyne River delta. It’s called an island but it was technically only an island when the river flowed and cut the causeway… which wasn’t very often, but it was great because we’d get days off school.
- In my 3rd year of uni I went on exchange to Konan University in Kobe, Japan, the year after the Great Hanshin Earthquake. I lived with the World’s best host family and had one of the best years of my life!
- I am a total geek. I was a geek before it was cool. I wish I’d been one of the geeks that made it cool, but… I wasn’t. I even studied film for two years at uni until I realised one day that I was crap.
- I’m a half-English, half-Dutch first generation Aussie, married to a Kiwi (ie New Zealander) the great-grandson of Irish immigrants.
- I was in the Australian Army for a couple of years, as a part-time medic. We helped out with security at the Sydney 2000 Olympics and once I had to search Monica Seles’ car. She didn’t like it.
- Eventually I turned to tourism, and realised local travel was what I felt most passionately about. I’ve seen a fair bit of Australia but nowhere near as much as I’d like, and will rabbit on and on about how beautiful and fucking awesome this country is. …STRAYA!
Oh and just for a heads up, I grew up in a small country town and occasionally use some, shall we say, more colourful metaphors. I don’t really mean it. I discovered Billy Connolly as a teenager and my attitude to swearing changed forever; it’s emphatic, economical, and if I’m completely honest with you, fun. It’s just part of our language now, but I still believe it shouldn’t be used gratuitously unless you possess the charm of a former Scottish welder.
P.S. My favourite part of blogging is COMMENTS! Or as I like to think of them, conversation starters. I’d love to hear from you, and find out what you think, whether you have similar experiences … or completely different! AND where you’re reading from! I had thirteen pen pals from all over the world when I was a tweenager and I get the same yummy feeling at a comment notification as I used to do when I saw a letter from Sweden, or Scotland, or Russia, or Brazil, or anywhere else 🙂