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…

Dunedin Rocks! Karetai Track & Smaills Beach, New Zealand.

Dunners Day 2. We didn’t have morning tea at our usual place today – we figured it would be overrun by blow-ins hoping to run into Inigo Montoya. (For newcomers thinking what the hell are you talking about, Inigo Montoya?!?!, see previous post.) Went to a new place out on the Otago Peninsula, and afterwards, as the rain had eased off, walked…

Bucketed: Cradle Mountain, Tasmania.

Do you remember the last family trip you went on? (I mean, before you had your own family and the karmic wheel turned and it became your own kids bludging in the backseat whining “Are we there yet”?) I remember mine well, because it was only last October. Mum and Dad headed to Tasmania and amazingly both Justine…

Alice’s Adventures Through The Stormwater Pipe.

A few weeks ago I was having a shit of a time. Nothing clinical, but it wasn’t the usual dip on the hormonal rollercoaster, or a bad day that could be fixed by playing with the kids / watching Chocolat while scoffing chocolate / finding funny videos of animals on YouTube: Still cracked me up,…