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It was a pivotal moment in time for Victoria. In 1851, gold was discovered in the area we now know as Ballarat. Thousands of adventurers and risk-takers rushed to the region and turned the muddy goldfields into a bustling town, … Continue reading
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This is my mother as a child, in a snowball fight with her best friend Lorna (they are still friends). Aren’t they delightful? (And can you possibly imagine how cold Mum’s bare legs must have been?) She grew up in … Continue reading
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Honestly it was a relief to get out of bed, even at 4am, because bed was so hot that sleep said “Ha ha, surely you jest!” while the fan droned ineffectually on through the long, dark hours and all I … Continue reading
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Before Madeleine was born, people told me about this weird time perception thing that happens when you have a baby. “The days are long but the years are short,” they said. It is true. A day can drag on – … Continue reading
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Sometimes you don’t realise how desperately you need a weekend outside of the city until the ocean air is in your lungs, dense forest canopy shades your face, and your mobile phone is useless. We are just back from three … Continue reading
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Have you heard of the Capture the Colour competition? You post your travel pics in blue, green, yellow white and red, to potentially win prizes. I love the theme of this competition, and the concept of storytelling that is to … Continue reading
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In which I woke up at 4am because my body knew I had to get up at 5am. I flew from Melbourne to Sydney and, when I arrived, the sun was high just like I remember it always being in … Continue reading
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That time when I was 16 and I saw a rainbow end at the bottom of the horse paddock so I ran down to see if there was a pot of gold. There was: the pure gold of looking up … Continue reading
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Somewhere on Route 66 It was more than 100 degrees outside the car. As I rolled the window down to place our order at Burger King, I swear my eyelashes singed. The sun-faded speaker box asked what I would like … Continue reading
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I met Mr B when I had been living in New York for just one week. He was there on a conference. He’d spent the past nine years based in Richmond, Virginia, but had moved permanently back to Australia a … Continue reading
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It’s our last weekend in Adelaide. Everything is packed, and we’ve spent the past couple of nights eating takeout and playing Uno because there is nothing else to do. So, today, we took ourselves on a little exploratory trip to … Continue reading
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You cross the drawbridge and enter the ramparts searching for ghosts. There should be many; Carcassonne has a sad and brutal history that spans 3000 years. But if they are in the cité today, the ghosts are silent. You are … Continue reading