Tag: and anyways
That’s a wrap…
Well, what a funny old week this one has been – both in the funny ha ha and the funny isn’t it ironic sort of way. I came to Sydney for the week expressly to deal with, support – whatever you want… Read More
Jim Thompson House…
This post was originally published in 2013 on our previous visit to Bangkok. Given, though, that we re-visited Jim Thompson House this year, I’m re-posting…with new pics. ‘Jim Thompson?’ my husband asked, ‘who the flip is Jim Thompson?’ Ok, he didn’t… Read More
The dodgy spring roll was the culprit…
I have these rules in place that mean that I can pretty well eat most things when travelling in Asia and not get sick. They’re simple rules: Do your research – trip advisor is pretty reliable if you know how to read… Read More
That’s a wrap…
What a week! I feel as though I’ve barely drawn breath – but then I suppose that’s what happens when there’s so much on. I did, of course, celebrate my 50th birthday last Sunday – well, the birthday was officially on Sunday,… Read More
That’s a wrap…
I hit a bit of a wall during the week. I’d been out too much, eaten too much food – especially too much dude food – and drunk too much wine and beer. I was tired of getting up at 5am to… Read More
It’s a wrap: Week 7
As I begin writing this it’s 7.18am and the neighbour behind us has had power tools going for approximately 18 minutes. He’s entitled to – it’s Saturday and it’s after 7am. The problem is though – and it’s my problem, not his… Read More
Let’s talk about love…
Ok, I’ll admit it. I don’t do Valentines Day. There, I said it. In fact, I happen to think it’s the least romantic day of the year. And it’s not just because I’ve never received a card at Valentines – let alone anything… Read More
It’s a Wrap: Week 6, 2017
Here we go again…another Saturday, another open home. During the week, I was able to tell you that we’ve found somewhere to live. It’s in Buderim and just 4 minutes drive to Uni and 10 mins to Mooloolaba Beach. It ticks all… Read More
The Newport…
We spent yesterday with one of Grant’s aunts from Scotland. We hadn’t seen her since we stayed with her in Doune back in 1995. I remember the house so well – I remember Max, the mad golden setter even more clearly. He used… Read More
Echo on the Marina
Because it’s Thursday and I like to link up with the loving’ life crew, I had something scheduled about what fashion looks like at 50. Here’s a #spoileralert – whatever you damn well want it to look like. Then I figured that… Read More
