Hello Australia!

Gum Trees by the Dam

Gum Trees by the Dam


It is just over two weeks since we arrived in Australia, but it feels more like two months. We’ve really jammed things in, especially considering how exhausted we were after the last few days in Glasgow.

What a month we have had!

But now we are home… and homeless… but not for long! We’ve been living like like gypsies without a van, moving from home to home so as not to overstay our welcome anywhere, but this week we moved into the house we’re minding for the next six weeks. It’s lovely to finally unpack the suitcases and know I don’t need to pack them again for a while.

After landing and reconnecting with family, my next priority was to find our future home. I threw myself into the search, spending hours scouring online real estate sites, making appointments and then viewing properties. However, five days of intensive searching and viewing, left me at the point of despair. Prices seemed to have risen dramatically in the last two years, something I didn’t expect. House after house was a disappointment.

On day six, all that changed.

We inspected another property that I thought looked interesting when I drove by it the day before, and our first impression lifted my spirits immensely. But, it seemed too good to be true, so we had to go back for a second viewing two days later before we made up our minds and the deal was clinched. On Tuesday, we made an offer, on Wednesday, it was ours!

Our first visitors

Our first visitors

It doesn’t fulfill every requirement I wished for, but it comes close enough, and suddenly those other things I wanted seem unimportant, or we’ll find ways to manage them. My main wish for any house we bought, was to be able to look out the window and see gum trees, and thankfully, this house gives me that, but…

It has more!

It has sea views!

Sea View

Sea View

I’m amazed we managed to find a home within our budget that has magnificent sea views.

More sea

More sea

Am I dreaming?

Apart from finding such a wonderful home to live in as we settle back to life in Australia, coming home has held endless pleasures for me –

  1. Spending time with my children, family and friends,
  2. Driving through the magnificent countryside (everything is very green!),
  3. The blue skies (sometimes interrupted by clouds and rain, but not for long),
  4. Warm days with temperatures in the high teens and twenties,
  5. Soft white sandy beaches with glistening water in various shades of blue.
  6. The Australian native trees,
  7. The noisy and colourful birds,
  8. The people who smile and say g’day when we pass in the street,
  9. The shops filled with the old familiar foods,
  10. The ease of buying my favourite black goods – Vegemite and Darrell Lea Licorice.
  11. The wonderful familiarity of the way everyone speaks.
  12. However, an unexpected bonus that I hadn’t thought of before is the feeling of permanence. I don’t have to worry if something I buy is perishable, or if it will fit in the suitcase because this time… I am not visiting.  I am here to live.
Vegemite and Darrell Lea Licorice

Vegemite and Darrell Lea Licorice







Bottle Brush

Bottle Brush

I LOVE being HOME!

Missed Deadlines

Somehow in the midst of my current chaotic situation, I missed the full moon!

The Moon

That’s right – I missed my own deadline. And that, my friends, is something I recommend we all do from time to time, particularly when stressed, because it’s wonderfully freeing. The fail has happened, I can’t fail more than I already have – how great is that?

With all pressure gone, I took my time to get this to you.

I’ve sorted through mountains of papers, most of which could have been thrown out weeks/months/years ago, and as I progressed, I wondered if I’ll ever overcome this tendency to accumulate useless pieces of paper.

I’m the type of person who  wanders around hardware stores, loving the way they have everything in a special place, cataloged and easy to find.

Interior, Tweedy & Popp Hardware Store, 1916 N...

Interior, Tweedy & Popp Hardware Store, 1916 N 45th St, Wallingford neighborhood, Seattle, Washington. Seattle’s oldest extant hardware store, founded 1920, in the same location since 1949. (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

I’ve also been known to spend too much time in office supply stores, looking at various containers to keep things in.  I’m not predisposed to keeping things tidy beyond a certain point, but I do dream of orderly file cabinets and shelves. I dream of knowing exactly where to go to find that travel brochure we brought home from our last trip, the one that I put ‘somewhere’ out of sight because I needed to clean up for some reason and I was busy with living,

And then there’s the man I married – hi Tony!

Order to him is piles of papers where ever he leaves them. He knows where to find what he needs, but the problem I have with his system is that when he no longer needs something, it just remains in a pile untouched. Until we move and I throw them away.

Throwing away ‘stuff’ is another liberating activity.

Some of the papers I’ve thrown out belonged to me, and among them there have been many memories. Maps and brochures from places we’ve visited, and stories written by my writing friends. It is lovely to glance at them and remember when…

One of the piles of papers to be discarded.

One of the piles of papers to be discarded.

But, if we weren’t moving, I would never have looked at them. Is this a benefit of moving? Maybe.

When we sold our family home in Australia, my daughters took endless photographs of the important memories they wanted to keep and I thought that was a great idea, but photos of stacks of brochures, maps, and printed papers won’t provide me with memories, so I’m letting them go.

The important memories are in my head.

But I still yearn for an orderly life.

In my orderly life, I would place those pamphlets on a special shelf until we are settled back from our holiday, and then I’d use them as prompts to create some type of record of where we went and what we did, something that would be easy to flip through and read.

And those printed stories and paper bills – I’d allocate special shelves or drawers for certain months, and then every three to six months, I’d clean out the the old to make room for the new. How sweet that would be!

It would, however, involve more deadlines. Perhaps not so sweet, but I won’t worry about it because it won’t happen. There is always a far more important desire that takes priority in my life. It changes from time to time, but somehow, the orderly life never seems to hit the top of the list. Maybe I like the dream more than the reality.

In two more sleeps, we leave our Glasgow home and as I sort and toss, filming of The Pull is coming to a conclusion. It’s been a fun ride watching movie magic in the making, and today I’m going to share some of it with you. Click Here to see a preview!!!! 😉


Australia, I will see you at sunrise in one week and one day. Looking forward to it very much. xxxx


Have a peek at the countdown calender on the left? You’ll have to scroll down – it’s below the Absent Children image.

It says that in 28 days, I leave Glasgow.  That’s right, there are only 28 days of living in Glasgow left.

This time next month, I will be living in Australia!

I’m ridiculously excited about this!