Meet the new boss,
Same as the old boss.

Well not quite.  This one has a V8, a turbo, a front AND rear diff lock, electric windows, and… a back seat !  It did not take long, I admit, to replace our old faithful Troopy.  She served me well, over 250.000km since October 2008.  But she was a bachelor’s toy.  No back seat, no cup-holder, just a shiny dick with two chairs in it.  [I borrowed that quote too]. Read More

It’s cliche, but it’s true.  Home is where the heart is.  Ours is on Towton Street, in Redcliffe.  It was a bit of a race but it was well worth it.  October 8th, 2016, we got our residency status upgraded to “permanent”.  It’s a huge deal for all migrants to Australia, and it’s pretty much the Holy Grail for most of us. Read More

It’s finally over.  We’re tired, nay, we’re exhausted.  We’re better by the day but there’s so many hours to catch on, it will take a while.  I think we need a holiday. 

It all started in 2016.  Back when Brieuc was still warm inside the womb. Read More