Like almost every online glimpse of other people’s lives, I’m sure ours looks better than yours. You don’t tend to keep bad photographs in your album, and likewise, you don’t tend to exhibit the mundane bits of your life online. Where’s the interest in that? I’ve had several people comment; ‘Your life is amazing.” and …
Holy moly. It is so easy to leave Australia (once you have that ship’s registration thing) – but it is so HARD to enter New Caledonia. Not hard as in physically hard (although the passage did suck) – but hard as in knowing which regulations to observe. First of all we believed that we could …
This is where I write about Honey the BoatCat. I have failed to mention, thus far, that on the Friday before leaving Australia I took her for the final vet-check that had to be done within the seven days before departure. All was going well, at the wonderful Happy Paws Veterniary Clinic – when there …
“We’ve got a couple of choices,” said M, as we sat on the sand at Bayview yesterday afternoon. “The weather is pretty much going to be ballistic for the next week, which means we’ll have to stay in Pittwater, or…” “Or?” “Or we can leave early in the morning before the ballistic really kicks in …
Boom! Belatedly we realised that our steering is busted. It amazes me that it took this long to discover… It must have happened incrementally over time. I was under the foggy impression that when the autopilot belt broke, M had done something to alter the steering – this had resulted in the wheel being super-stiff; …
About a thousand years ago or more* M and I were in discussion with another couple, our besties who we were sharing a house with. The male members of the conversation were in despair at the opinions of the females. “You’re a freak,” the guy who was not M told his girlfriend. M gave me …