Moving and Travel Category
That’s Not A Knife, This Is A Knife
Posted on August 3, 2017 10 Comments
Here we are four adults, or near-adults, crammed sardine-like into a two-bedroom apartment until we find an over-priced, under-sized house to buy. Living cheek by jowl with teenaged children is like living in a share-house with bears who forgot to hibernate through winter. I do not recommend it for long periods of time. My epithets […]
H is for… home
Posted on April 11, 2017 3 Comments
H is for… home The idea of home has always been a tricky one for me. This is a recurring theme for me (I may be a little obsessed with this notion).
G is for… good gravy, it’s cold
Posted on April 9, 2017 2 Comments
The south-west of Western Australia has some of the most stunning landscape. Every time I drive down here, there’s a visceral lightening of my load. My shoulders relax and I feel like I can breathe again.
F is for… Facebook, FaceTime and friendships far away
Posted on April 7, 2017 4 Comments
One of the truly wonderful aspects about having lived in so many different places is that you have friends who also live in many different places. I have friends who range the world over. They’re scattered from Argentina to Canada, from New Zealand to the USA, and at so many points in between.
B is for… beasts, blues and border control
Posted on April 3, 2017 21 Comments
In which I write about international moves, feeling blue, and my love for the beasts that inhabit my life.
An Ode to Things and a Farewell
Posted on November 4, 2016 5 Comments
So, here we are in part 2 of the ongoing repatriation saga. Packing and moving over continents is always a stressful act. The emotions tied to watching your possessions be carefully, or not so carefully wrapped and boxed can be overwhelming. It’s easy to dismiss possessions as nothing more than trinkets, clutter that fill your […]
Then and Now
Posted on October 30, 2016 1 Comment
Gather round, grab a bean bag, get comfortable. I’ve got some things to get off my chest, so let’s start with my story of expatriation and repatriation. On the 1st of February 1975, my parents and I arrived in Australia from Brunei as new migrants. My mother was 41, my father 47. I wasn’t […]
Posted on October 13, 2016 5 Comments
So much has happened in the last two months and there’s so much to catch you all up with. Let’s start with the big things. We moved countries! Again!
Posted on January 18, 2016
Our second day of vacation in Key West, we Yelped for restaurants not too far away (always a criterion when moody teenagers are in tow), and El Sibonéy came up. The rating was good, though not stellar, but the reviews piqued our interest. They were resoundingly good. We headed out for a late-ish lunch, bellies rumbling, tempers […]
New year blues
Posted on January 10, 2016
Happy new year! Which path are you taking for 2016? So here we are, at the end of the first week of the new year, and I’m already talking about depression. Unfathomable, right? Or is it really? After all, we have just come out the other side of effectively two months of US holidays.