Reflections
Skiing is not something I naturally associate with Australia. Despite being here for 15 years, the beach-stereotype is still firmly entrenched. But in the winter months, Kosciuszko National Park plays host to a vibrant ski season, and thousands of Aussies trek down here to spend time cavorting in the snow. We went for a weekend.... Continue Reading →
“New York, concrete jungle where dreams are made true…” We’ve just been to New York. The city of dreams, home to hopes of fame and glory. The subject of famous crooners and the backdrop to countless movies, TV shows and adverts. A city so familiar from reruns of Sex in the City and Law... Continue Reading →
As part of our recent trip to New York, we also spent a week down in Orlando indulging our kids (and our inner kids) with the joys of theme-parking. It was a really spectacular holiday, too short perhaps, but fun, and here is what we go up to: 1) The Magic Kingdom at Disney World Magical... Continue Reading →
In the fifteen years I have been boomeranging back to London to see family and friends, never has that fleeting glimpse of summer the Brits get coincided so marvellously with my trip... until now. And London in the sunshine is just glorious. The kids and I had a ball with family. For the first time,... Continue Reading →
I’ve always been a little disparaging about Perth. Friends and family have moved here despite my rather derisive comments about how small and parochial it is. But during the last few days I have secretly fallen in love with Perth. I think it is the colour of the sea that has stolen my heart. But... Continue Reading →
It's a little late, this travel piece on Wellington. I came home from New Zealand to an avalanche of real work (and when you are talking snow, work piling up in your own business is about the only place you want an avalanche) and am only now just raising my head above the parapet. But I... Continue Reading →
I have a friend who describes skiing as akin to being chased around an ice-box by a particularly ruthless burglar who steals all your money and bashes you black and blue. Two days in and wallet appreciably lighter, it is hard to find fault with this description. Certainly, as I wince my way down the... Continue Reading →
Ever since our trip to South Africa last year I have been feeling vaguely homesick. Is it homesickness, this wistful longing I have for South Africa? After all, South Africa is not my home nor has it been so for nearly two decades. Give it a couple of years and I’ll have lived in Sydney... Continue Reading →
Moholoholo Rehabilitation Centre nestles beneath the towering crags of the Drakensberg, in the dry bushland of Mpumalanga Province, South Africa. It is a place where passion for the welfare of Africa’s incredible wildlife is palpable. You get the strong sense of a small team of committed individuals striving to make a difference in the face... Continue Reading →
