Posted on February 3, 2019
Bit slack on this blog!
I’ve been a bit hit and miss on the old fitness plan after picking up a back injury lifting wood over winter and then after getting a good solid restart during early spring, came unstuck again – probably a disk herniation this time given the pain and sciatica – that was a hellish month or so.
But after about 4 weeks, I started moving it again and after 8 weeks it’s healed and now it’s all systems go again!
So, spring in this part of the world is rather lovely – the place is so colourful and lush after the winter rains, but we still get some warm sunny days.
Actually, Spring as a western construct doesn’t apply quite so well here! I’ve mentioned this before – Aboriginal people, having lived here for however many tens of thousands of years, had identified 6 seasons in this area and Spring is really 2 distinct seasons.
Posted on October 17, 2018
After I dropped Henry off back at his place and said my goodbyes, I popped into Cambridge to see a good buddy of mine
What’s funny is
- she’s an Aussie who I’ve known online for years, but I had to wait to get England to meet her for the first time as she moved to Brisbane before we could catch up!
- she’s only been in Cambridge for a few months, but she acted as my guide (even though been in and around Cambridge many times, I’ve hardly ever stopped there, and never as a tourist
Posted on October 16, 2018
I decided to change my running shoes as the ones I got last year are really for running on the road/paths, and I no longer do that – my running, even in the UK, is all trails.
So I picked up some rather snazzy Hoka One One (pronounced on-ey on-ey) which are more cushioned and also famously good for Achilles issues, and went out for some runs Read More
Posted on October 10, 2018
I decided that we needed to combine some exercise with lunch and some local history.
We’ve been here before when Henry was very small and Ella puked ice cream on the immaculately manicured lawns.
So Henry and I set off to walk the 2.5 miles from my parents house to Ightham Mote Read More
Posted on September 30, 2018
I’ve been meaning to go to the North Kent Coast to hunt for fossils in the Eocene (50-55 million year old) London Clay
The trouble is, the clay beaches aren’t the most attractive that Kent has to offer, they’re kind of a pain to get to.
But armed with some basic tools, my hammer and some bags, we set off aiming for the falling tide – the scent of sharks teeth and other marine fossils in our noses.
Posted on September 27, 2018
Of course, the weather breaks within days of me arriving!
So we’re stuck inside for a day or so, but soon get bored and go out for a walk.
Classic holiday – Oldbury Woods.
Posted on September 24, 2018
Finally made it back to England to see the kids after a crappy start to the year where I had to skip the trip over the winter.
It had been a very warm summer in the UK and when I got there it was 35 degrees and everything was so dry!
Anyways – onwards to the pictures! Read More
Posted on August 30, 2018
Oh dear, this blog has fallen behind
If anyone is still there, I’m sorry!
So, this post is a tale of the last 6 months or so in photo form.. Read More
Posted on December 25, 2017
Merry Christmas, dear readers!
So – I’m taking some time out chilling after a lovely morning and lunch with the family on this perfect Perth Christmas summer day.
Being born in the northern hemisphere, Christmas in summer will always feel wrong, despite it being an almost perfect day – clear blue skies, 30 degrees and light breeze.
That said – I did get up early and go for a run to take full advantage of what we have here. Read More
Posted on December 23, 2017
I’ve never been a fan of large dogs (or even small ones really) until we got our first one. She was 2 year old rottweiler/ridgeback cross – 40kg of love, affection and loyal perimeter protection.
She’s lovely, but apart from liking to play tug of war, she doesn’t do the usual dog stuff. Won’t fetch or catch, hates the beach, impossible around other dogs (she’s too excited). She was a little lonely I think, so after a few years, we got her a pal. A rescue puppy, we thought, would acclimatise better to the house dynamics, would grow up with the cats and might even be their friend. Read More