The majority of people I've told have been excited for me, some quite envious, some openly so - and a tiny minority of people who, as a response to my news, explained why THEY couldn't be doing the same thing. Isn't that interesting. That some people see my next chapter as a threat to their own lives?

I'm continuing to check off items on my month-by-month "to do" list.... September and October are relatively quiet in comparison to November and December! And it's amazing how many little things come to mind - what will I do with things like the hoover, the carpet shampooer and the handheld Dyson, when I'm not allowed to take anything with dust/dirt/earth etc into the country? Answer - give them away to family and friends who haven't got one/need a spare! And what about the wine, beer, cider I have in my wine racks at home? The removal firm's guidelines say I can't take alcohol into the country, because I'd have to pay duty on them.... OK, so I drink it or give it away!!

And the photo to the right is of a beach called Currimundi, which is where I learned to swim in the sea as a child. When I went back in Jan/Feb 2017, it was exactly as I remembered it. There were lots of families there enjoying the weekend, and teaching their children to swim. Full circle, then?
When I've tried to explain my plans to move back, I often say "it's the smell". There's a beachside plant in QLD called banksia, lots of them growing wild along the sand dunes. It has a particular smell - a bit like rosemary but stronger and more like eucalyptus I think. It's the smell that I think of first, when I think of my homeland. And soon - 110 days - that smell will not be a memory, it will be an every day smell. I'm so very lucky - and I know it.
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