It’s winter and I’m cold

I’m living with the heater nazi.

Doc, as I’m my partner will henceforth be known in this blog, doesn’t feel the cold, so doesn’t think anybody else should either.

Everytime I put the heater on he gives me “that” look. The one where he’s desperately trying not to roll his eyes. Though sometimes he can’t help himself and he even verbalises the disdain. “Are you kidding?”

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The day of the (dead) triffids

It’s a boy thing, isn’t it? This playing with big machines.

They’re out there now – my new partner and his 16 year old son. In the tractor and happy as pigs in shit.

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I think I shot the Easter Bunny

I had a recurring nightmare when my children were young. I used to dream that I forgot Christmas.

This ranged from dreaming I’d forgotten to put the Santa presents out, through to dreaming that I forgot Christmas all together. No decorations, no presents, no Christmas dinner. Nothing.

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Travels in NSW

I’ve been outback NSW over the last week. Working of course, but managing to combine business with pleasure.

While we were out that way I took the opportunity to go and visit some relatives, and over a couple of bottles of wine with dinner we started discussing the  family history.

My grandmother was born in 1907 in a little place called Mt Hope.  About halfway between Cobar and Hillston on the Kidman Way.

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Snatch straps and other things that aren’t as dirty as they sound

We’re preparing for our next big trip away. So today we’ve been out shopping – browsing 4WD and camping shops. And e-bay of course.

Now, I’m a novice when it comes to 4WDing and camping.

My type of shopping is usually very different. Last week my sister was in town, so we went for a trip to the markets – shopping and lunch. What more could a girl want? I bought a necklace. I won’t tell you how much I spent, other than to say that apparently it would have got us a few tanks of diesel while we’re away.

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Living together and the art of compromise … or not

It’s 3am and I’m sitting up in bed with my computer. I can’t sleep.

I’m back in my old house, the kids are out and everything’s quiet. It’s just me and Gypsy, the cat, who’s curled up on the bottom of my bed.

Things are as they used to be – it’s almost like having my old life back.

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