Oh yeah baby! That’s me on the back of a Vespa about to scoot through the streets of Perth with TFB. You don’t know TFB? Let me just say that the T stands for The and the F stands for Fabulous. ’nuff said. We are co-training a course and after today’s sessions we decamped with [...]
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Today might be date of the wedding of the century but here I’m more concerned that it is finally the end of the cyclone season. And I’ve checked with the Severe Weather Centre and they say there will be no more til November. You might remember that I like to put up the track maps [...]
I had to drive my car into work the other day and on the way home got stuck in traffic. I’ve been stuck in much worse traffic. But it was just so irritating. Especially because I hadn’t wanted to drive in case I got stuck in traffic. Probably need to drive tomorrow… unless… Groover? Are [...]
Oh I know darlings! Enough said right? I mean I don’t even defrost my OWN fridge so what the hell am I doing, the floors strewn with towels, trying to dislodge the wedged in drawers of my parents’ fridge? Good daughter things. That’s what I’m doing. Luckily it is quite warm so the fridge is [...]
So I flew up to Geraldton the other week and as I flew up the coast past our fair city I noticed what appeared to be – I don’t know – oil slicks? – emanating from the land. Sewage slicks? Freshwater creeks? They were all along the coast but stopped once we got past civilisation. [...]
Wayyyy back in 1991 I was involved in a radio appeal for the RFDS which involved me jumping out of a plane over the city of Perth. I was 24. The other day I found the broadcast recording. Unfortunately I’ve missed the best bit which was screaming as I jumped out the plane and then [...]
How beautiful is that pool. I started work early yesterday so I could snaffle an hour by the pool in the afternoon. Lucky I did because the thunderclouds rolled in. We were having a little barbie near the pool and the lightning scared the kids a little. It was spectacular. Sadly no rain which means [...]
A queue at the coffee shop across the road. And I couldn’t get a seat on the train to work this morning. Note to self: try getting on at Mosman Park Station.
If you see me commuting by train this week – oh yes, I’m a train commuter now – you’ll spot me reading an ancient book my mother owned. Billabong’s Daughter by Mary Grant Bruce. I love the Billabong books but these days they are a bit politically incorrect. Make that very non PC and I [...]
I’m on holidays. For four whole weeks. And this year I want a real holiday. But. I’m not very good at turning off. I like to keep across my work emails. I like to feel connected. This year I’m trying something different. I’ve left my Blackberry at work for my replacement. I’ve set my emails [...]
