In The Garden Of Eden, Baby
byThis place is a little slice of heaven.
This place is a little slice of heaven.
This idea is a little bit priceless.
Tracey is a firm believer there’s usually a bright side to any situation, and she’s starting to win me over.
I lost a fight with my son today, and I’m so damn proud.
…of sorts.
How many photos are too many photos? Let’s test out the waters, shall we?
You know that thing where it’s all going so well you really hope someone is watching and then your kids step in and change that?
This is the post that started my writing career. Here’s the first thing I ever wrote for any site. The twelve year old in this is now Mister27.
“You remind me of someone with that moustache,” a girl at work told me this week. “I’ve got it! You know that television series Magnum?” OH YEAH BABY
Kids inevitably need to go the moment you’re lined up at a supermarket checkout or the bride is walking down the aisle or the waitress is bringing dinner to the table.
“There’s a beach!” said Tracey, pointing out the window. I looked out just in time to see the merest hint on sunlit sand between the trees and bushes before it was gone. “Find a park.”
Easier said than done. Noosa was packed with flashy cars.
Like me, my friend Jane also lived a while at Surfers Paradise on the Gold Coast.
Unlike me, she actually went in the surf when she went to the beach.
Unlike me, she also caused a revolution in skin safe awareness. Well, kinda….