In The Bleak Mid-Winter

All right, so it’s not that bleak, but on a blustery cold showery day in Sydney, with barely a patch of blue to make a sailors suit, it felt like the depths of winter. And of course it is, the Winter Solstice. No druids to be found on Bondi this morning (aside from Ants of…

A Winter’s Tale

First full week of winter here in Sydney and we’ve had a week of extremes. We were up in the Blue Mountains last weekend in glorious weak winter sunshine, chatting to our hosts about the possibility of snow…. Naaaa, “nothing on the forecast” he said “not cold enough”…. so not a day back down on…

In Da House with The Cure

Sydney’s annual winter festival VIVID opened on Friday to the usual thronging crowds, spectacular Circular Quay setting, lights and projections, but tempered a little by super-cautious security and over-inflated prices. You know you’re not in Argentina when two thimbles of wine cost $27 (that’s a whopping 840 pesos for anyone reading in BA) including a…

Autumn For The Day

Sydney continues to bask in glorious mid 20’s sunshine, just a few weeks out from the official start of winter. As usual, Autumn has been cancelled (due to lack of interest perhaps?) with no sign of changing. We’ll probably have two months of cooler weather, but as with recent years, it’ll be dry, sunny and…

Bronte to Tama

Jet lag has been pretty rough the last few days, so what better way to blow away the cobwebs than the walk from Bronte over to Tamarama on a glorious 21-degree winter’s day. The rock pool here at Bronte is one of my favourite places in Sydney. I’d forgotten just how inviting that ocean water…

The Last Post (Just Kidding…)

Well, that’s a wrap for us. This is the last day of our 10-month (307 day) adventure, for tomorrow we’re Sydney bound. We’ve been to some incredible places, met amazingly friendly people and been inspired by this wonderful opportunity to up sticks and see a bit more of the world. Our last few days in…

Into the Woods

The Bluebell is the sweetest flower That waves in summer air: Its blossoms have the mightiest power To soothe my spirit’s care. Emily Bronte, 1846 A blustery cold day in April. What a contrast to last weekend! Shoreham Wood in Kent. Blue Bell Heaven.

The Jurassic Coast

Just across Poole Harbour on the Isle of Purbeck stand Old Harry Rocks, the most easterly point of the wonderfully named Jurassic Coast. These magnificent chalk cliffs and precarious stacks stand facing the English Channel backed by rolling green countryside with chocolate-box villages of thatched cottages and ancient low-beamed pubs. These towering cliffs are perilously…

Mercury Rising

A UK newspaper headline over Easter read ‘Hottest for 70 years… and it’s not just Easter eggs that are melting’, followed by the predictable ‘Whilst wind and rain battered the continent’ or the classic perennial ‘England hotter than Ibiza’. Temps across Britain did indeed soar to the mid 20s and the weather was, as forecast,…

Shard of Glass

The Shard looms ever present around the streets of Borough, rising 309 metres, seemingly piercing the sky, especially on misty overcast mornings. But on a bright, bright, sunshiny day like today, its blue green glass gleams and shines like something out of the Wizard of Oz, a true ‘Shard of Glass’. The viewing deck of…