In sure and certain hope of the resurrection.. of this blog.
Well hello there! It’s been ages since I’ve posted. I ran out of photo storage space in my free account on blog.co.nz and I’ve been trying for ages to give them some money to upgrade my account. It seems they don’t want my cash as I never got an answer, no matter how much I pestered. So, in a forlorn hope that this will work, I’m going to try to attach some photos from flickr. If it works then we can carry on as normal (sporadic drivel with out of focus photographs) and if it doesn’t then you can crack open a cold one and thank your lucky stars for the reprieve!
Mostly we’ve been hibernating from the cold and the rain. As much as it pains me to conform to a cliche, I’m becoming terribly British about the weather (meaning that I talk about it to complete strangers in supermarkets – I’m uncomfortably aware that this means I’m only one short step from turning into my mother who happily gives strangers the benefit of her opinion in department store changing rooms). It don’t half rain a lot here, doesn’t it?
We were given the opportunity to take a week off and ditch the kids with their doting (and now demented) grandparents and skip the country. We immediately hit Google and looked up the nearest drought zone and found ourselves on a plane to Queensland within the week. It was awesome. Brisbane is lovely and, despite being their winter, we thought the weather was super. We spent a couple of days on the Gold Coast and a couple more in Surfers Paradise and drove through the Glass Mountains. There was even a spot of knitting on a beach near Noosa:
The photo was taken in the late afternoon and shortly after we left the beach and were driving towards Buderim (I saw real live wild kangaroos in the fields and a koala in a tree!) we saw that the sky matched my yarn. Bliss.
