Well, it’s been a while, but it’s not like there’s been a shortage of things happening! Here’s we’s goes.
Just to be clear about the title there, I didn’t move to New Zealand, I went for a visit and moved into a new place when I got back to Brisbane. Anyways, as mentioned in the last post, I went over to visit the lovely Sarah as it was her birthday – haha, now everyone knows you’re old!
Two days after landing in Melbourne, Dan and I headed to Sydney as his pal Si from Edinburgh was coming to the end of his stay in the city and there were a couple of events on that we all fancied checking out, like this Medieval fayre. But let’s start at the beginning, first we had to get there, and we opted to do so IN STYLE.
Well the lovely folks at the UK Passport Office have been in possession of my application form for over a month now and their website still claims it is being processed. I did phone up last week to find out if there’s anything I needed to do, and the gentleman on the other end was very helpful, assuring me that everything was in order and I should be getting my passport back soon. He was Northern Irish so he was, and he even said ‘so it is’, which almost made me chuckle so it did.Continue reading
I used to live in Australia. A 9-month stint with my family spanning the years 1995-1996 (the time of PlayStation, Michael Jackson’s HIStory, and Disney’s Pocahontas). We lived in the most Northern of Perth’s suburbs, where I attended school and took up taekwon-do. A variety of reasons meant we had to come back to Scotland, where I’ve been ever since.Continue reading