One of the things on my not-bucket list in the year of turning 50, was to visit my brother in Singapore. He’s currently living there on an 18 month-ish break from his usual UK abode – it seemed like an opportunity to catch up with him for much less fuss and cost than a…
There’s an #EastCoastLow affecting cities and towns up and down, well, the east coast of Australia at the moment. We haven’t been too badly affected where I live in south western Sydney, apart from the cabin fever of a 7 month old border collie puppy, who has pretty much been stuck inside for 2 days straight…
A couple of weeks ago we went to a family lunch at The Newport, better known to Sydneysiders as the Newport Arms. It’s a long way from our place so to make the most of the trek to the Northern Beaches we continued on up the peninsula to Palm Beach after lunch to climb up…
I’m putting up two posts today, which feels like cheating, but really the earlier one was ready yesterday, I just forgot to hit ‘publish’ in all the excitement of a busy day spent talking research data management and catching up with colleagues at my former place of work. AND I went to Vivid. For a few…
Since January, I’ve been gradually coming back to running. There was a time 7 or 8 years ago that I ran regularly, 3 or 4 days a week, mostly at dawn in the Royal National Park with my dear friend and neighbour Linda. The years have rolled on, injuries and other setbacks put a hiatus…
An evening out with friends. Some food, some wine, a walk on the foreshore of Sydney Cove and ALL the lights.
First up, a fact about me that you may not know. When I first left high school I started a degree in Occupational Therapy at Cumberland College of Health Sciences in Sydney. I didn’t survive past the end of Semester 1, I believe it was a psychology essay that finally tipped me over the edge…
New Years Day. Again. I’m not sure how I feel about the way 2014 went and I’m also not sure what’s coming up in 2015 – I feel like I’m at a sort of crossroads but of what I’m not entirely sure. It’s an unsettling sort of feeling, I’m trusting that time will help me…
It is 11.40am and the Stansted Express service starts up and pulls out of Liverpool Street Station as if by magic. I love an on time train. We are heading to Guernsey (and no, I still haven’t read THAT book…) for a few days and I’m looking forward to it enormously. While I’ve loved London,…
I am one G&T down by an hour into the flight. On top of the glass of overpriced bubbly at the airport before we left it may not have been a good idea to finish writing the text of my two presentations to CILIP groups at this point. The guy sitting in front of me…
What's next? 