Time to play

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‘Hey Boo (dad)’, Oliver said to me one afternoon as we lay around in the shallow water on the beach down in front of our accommodation. ‘Put your ear underwater’. I did. And heard a bubbling sound from underneath.

‘Did you just ask me to put my ear underwater so that I could hear you fart?’ I asked looking at him incredulously?

‘Yep’ he said bursting into laughter with a huge grin on his face before skittering back out of arms reach. Well that’s why we decided to go travelling with our kids. They add a certain something to the travel experience. Continue reading “Time to play” →

Sa-wa-dee-khrap (Hello)

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We’re off again and on our way. My dad dropped us off at the airport after three days at his house on the Central Coast where it rained non-stop. We had hoped for a few relaxing days but that wasn’t quite to be. Instead of relaxing we ran around visiting the local Telstra shop to sort out our mobile phones and visiting the bank to sort out the mess I had made setting up direct debit authorities with all our new banking arrangements. Continue reading “Sa-wa-dee-khrap (Hello)” →

Back to the round eternal

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………..
And the bush has friends to meet him, and their kindly voices greet him
In the murmur of the breezes and the river on its bars,
And he sees the vision splendid of the sunlit plains extended,
And at night the wond’rous glory of the everlasting stars.

And I somehow rather fancy that I’d like to change with Clancy,
Like to take a turn at droving where the seasons come and go,
While he faced the round eternal of the cash-book and the journal –
But I doubt he’d suit the office, Clancy, of ‘The Overflow’.

Banjo Patterson

The sunlit plains extended and the wond’rous glory of the stars. They were ours to enjoy again, at least for a time. Alas all good things come to an end. For now, for us, it’s back to the round eternal. Continue reading “Back to the round eternal” →