29th January 2016 Another lazy start to the day. First, we topped up our Opal cards with an extra $20, as we were running low on credit. We did this at a kiosk just outside the hotel before hopping on the train to Circular Quay. It was a hot, sunny morning, and we were looking… Continue Reading

28th January 2016 We woke up early today at 8 a.m. to a clear blue sky and fluffy white clouds, the perfect way to start the day. After leaving the hotel, we set off for Central Station with one goal in mind: to visit the Opera House. The journey to Circular Quay was quick, just… Continue Reading

6th January 2016 The weather in the lead-up to Christmas, and indeed over the festive period, was thoroughly miserable. However, here in Harborough, we must consider ourselves fortunate, as the North West of Britain fared far worse, with vast areas submerged under water. While we endured grey skies, frequent showers, and a persistent chill that… Continue Reading

21st December 2015 On the 18th of November, Jamie kindly invited Sue and me over for another meal at his apartment. Once again, he showcased his culinary talents and prepared a wonderful meal, with the highlight being a delicious sweet potato mash. However, this time, there was no dessert. Harley joined us for dinner, though… Continue Reading

15th November 2015 Returning from the Blue Boar, we spent the next few days broadening our cultural horizons. First, from seeing ‘Suffragette’ in Stratford, we moved on to ‘The Dark Horse’ at Harborough Theatre. The latter, a true and unsettling tale of a Māori gang member who becomes a chess champion in New Zealand, was… Continue Reading

16th October 2015 The days are certainly taking on a more autumnal feel now, with darkness creeping in ever earlier, preceded by a noticeable nip in the air. The red grapes have been safely harvested (save for a few late ripeners), and their juice is bubbling away contentedly in my largest tub. I’m anxious about… Continue Reading

5th October 2015 They say IT’S JUST A GAME OF RUGBY! Oh no, it’s not. It’s a sad reflection on the state of English rugby. The squashing of individualism by overbearing coaches, relentlessly hammering home the mantra of “being a team player,” has stifled the creativity these players once showed in abundance during their formative years.… Continue Reading

30th August 2015 On the morning of the 10th of August, Sue whisked the boys off to Corby for a brilliant session of ‘Muddy Play’ at the lake, courtesy of the Council. It was an undeniable success, judging by the state of their wellies afterwards. Meanwhile, I indulged in the glamorous task of weeding, spraying,… Continue Reading