Category living in the regions

In might be cold enough for boots and scarves and even winter hats south of here, but in the subtropics in Queensland it is still resolutely NOT WINTER. I had high hopes this morning when I woke up to a grey and drizzly day but still I’m in summer pjs, deciding what to wear today […]

Lots of things have been happening and I have once again turned into a slacker with blogging. So, to get ready for #blogjune I probably should write a few posts this week. Let’s start dear blog by catching up. I’ve been having a lovely time nearly all of the time over the last months. I’ve […]

On Monday afternoon I finally made to BRAG to see the Sunken Houses exhibition. I had really wanted to see it but something had held me back until now. I was spurred into action by the fact it only has a short time left in the gallery. The January floods of 2013 were devastating for […]

Regular readers of the blog will be aware that last October I took a voluntary separation from my workplace. While many great things happened for me while I was there over a period of ten years, the decision to leave was in part dictated by the ongoing toxicity in much of my work environment. What […]

This post probably goes a long way to explain why I am not a vet. Last night I arrived home to a most unusual sight. As the cat greeted me at the door I noticed something odd. Sticking out of his, shall we say, ARSE, was a length of the red craft ribbon that I […]

I noticed something unusual a couple of weeks ago during a piano lesson with one of my younger students. We were learning a new piece which basically means he was sight-reading his way through it. Depending on a student’s sight-reading skills this can be quite a halting process as they stop to work out what […]

I’ve been thinking a lot about the job I chose to leave over the last few days. This has been prompted by the annual work retreat which was held here in Bundaberg. I went to dinner with my ex-colleagues on Sunday night. I hadn’t thought too much about this apart from “Oh that will be […]

So I’ve started swimming every day. My primary school PE teacher, Mr Vipond, sure would be surprised. All through primary school I was fortunate enough to attend a state school with its own pool. Remember, this was Bundaberg in the early 1980s so the pool was quite a big deal (even if it was only […]

I’ve had two weeks at home with minimal distractions to get my head around the idea that I’m not going back to work. I’ll be more specific. I knew I was leaving work and not returning but racing off on a month long holiday delayed the reality of my decision. And I’m not leaving “work” […]

I am home. We arrived yesterday afternoon after a fairly exhausting overnight flight from Singapore to Brisbane. A poor baby cried the whole way. Last night I went to bed at 8pm and slept until 5:30 this morning when the cat’s yowling woke me up. So far I have managed to read and reply to […]