If only we could find a way to protect them from the stormy life ahead. The former photo is how we'd like it to be, but the latter is the reality...
Tuesday, 20 December 2011
The storm ahead...
This post is a little out of sequence. I just liked the photos taken at Myall Lakes National Park on the morning of our drive to Sydney last Friday.
If only we could find a way to protect them from the stormy life ahead. The former photo is how we'd like it to be, but the latter is the reality...
If only we could find a way to protect them from the stormy life ahead. The former photo is how we'd like it to be, but the latter is the reality...
Dog on the Tucker Box
I don't know what has got their attention but it seems they have missed the dog sitting right behind them...
Later, the boys were painfully careful about where they placed their coins in the fountain in order to maximise the return on their wishes... I'm wishing them the best of luck on that one... Sadly, I suspect I know what Santa has (or hasn't) got for them this Christmas.
Later, the boys were painfully careful about where they placed their coins in the fountain in order to maximise the return on their wishes... I'm wishing them the best of luck on that one... Sadly, I suspect I know what Santa has (or hasn't) got for them this Christmas.
Sydney
I want to give you an example of our 'long car journey' conversation. We are about 2 hours into one of our longest drives, cruisin' down highway number one from Sydney to the farm...
Matt turns to me (keep your eyes on the road!!) and asks casually, "So, how many times have you driven from Sydney to Melbourne (or the farm) or back?"
P "Umm, that time in '96.. No, I caught the train.. Umm.. Never.. How many have you?"
M (matter of factly) "I think about 15"
P (anxiously) "Are you sick of it yet?"
M (hilariously) "Oh no! It's different every time! No, seriously! That wind farm (on the hill in the distance) is new.."
I am supposed to be reassured that he is not bored, instead I am alarmed that he appears to remember every detail of the 900km stretch...
We are leaving Sydney and our Sydney cousins behind us :(
This has definitely been a highlight of our time away, and one of the more highly anticipated stopovers by the boys.. "When are we getting to Tom and Ned's house?" being a regular question from about 10 minutes into the first drive in early October...
We had only one really 'must-do' thing on our list for Sydney. Luna Park. We took 4 excited boys, but forgot to take the motion sickness pills and earplugs for us.. The final photo below is Hamish (truly having a fantastic time) standing over a Marilyn Monroe style air-vent at Luna Park, claiming to be a 'fat man' with his shirt all puffed up... The little stick legs are a bit of a give-away...
There were many other fun-filled adventures, and glorious food and wine experiences had along the way (thank you Emma and Richard!). I love that the boys look like veteran Yum-Cha attendees.
One of the things I'm always on the lookout for whenever we visit Sydney is 'the wistful look'... Matt gets it when we are driving along street after street of harbour views, past impossibly cute sandstone cottages, as the sun filters through the most enormous fig and eucalyptus trees. Surely I don't need to translate 'the look'. But incase I do, it basically means "Ahh.. I miss Sydney..Wouldn't it be awesome to live here Penne?" There are different nuances I could describe. Including, but not limited to, "See what I left behind to be with you Penne?" and "Look how easily I can drive past all this traffic on the inside lane and still end up going the right way through a massive spaghetti junction! I was born to drive in Sydney!" None of this has ever actually been said to me of course.. But it doesn't need to be. I have seen it all in 'the look'.
Curiously, this is the first visit without an obvious attempt at 'the look'. I can only think of two explanations. Possibility #1 - We have been to so many extraordinarily beautiful places recently that Matt no longer knows where to yearn for... Possibilty #2 - He is aware that he is not the only one making lifestyle sacrifices in this relationship, and it would be too much to ask for one more upheaval - even if it is just with a 'look'...
Matt turns to me (keep your eyes on the road!!) and asks casually, "So, how many times have you driven from Sydney to Melbourne (or the farm) or back?"
P "Umm, that time in '96.. No, I caught the train.. Umm.. Never.. How many have you?"
M (matter of factly) "I think about 15"
P (anxiously) "Are you sick of it yet?"
M (hilariously) "Oh no! It's different every time! No, seriously! That wind farm (on the hill in the distance) is new.."
I am supposed to be reassured that he is not bored, instead I am alarmed that he appears to remember every detail of the 900km stretch...
We are leaving Sydney and our Sydney cousins behind us :(
This has definitely been a highlight of our time away, and one of the more highly anticipated stopovers by the boys.. "When are we getting to Tom and Ned's house?" being a regular question from about 10 minutes into the first drive in early October...
We had only one really 'must-do' thing on our list for Sydney. Luna Park. We took 4 excited boys, but forgot to take the motion sickness pills and earplugs for us.. The final photo below is Hamish (truly having a fantastic time) standing over a Marilyn Monroe style air-vent at Luna Park, claiming to be a 'fat man' with his shirt all puffed up... The little stick legs are a bit of a give-away...
There were many other fun-filled adventures, and glorious food and wine experiences had along the way (thank you Emma and Richard!). I love that the boys look like veteran Yum-Cha attendees.
One of the things I'm always on the lookout for whenever we visit Sydney is 'the wistful look'... Matt gets it when we are driving along street after street of harbour views, past impossibly cute sandstone cottages, as the sun filters through the most enormous fig and eucalyptus trees. Surely I don't need to translate 'the look'. But incase I do, it basically means "Ahh.. I miss Sydney..Wouldn't it be awesome to live here Penne?" There are different nuances I could describe. Including, but not limited to, "See what I left behind to be with you Penne?" and "Look how easily I can drive past all this traffic on the inside lane and still end up going the right way through a massive spaghetti junction! I was born to drive in Sydney!" None of this has ever actually been said to me of course.. But it doesn't need to be. I have seen it all in 'the look'.
Curiously, this is the first visit without an obvious attempt at 'the look'. I can only think of two explanations. Possibility #1 - We have been to so many extraordinarily beautiful places recently that Matt no longer knows where to yearn for... Possibilty #2 - He is aware that he is not the only one making lifestyle sacrifices in this relationship, and it would be too much to ask for one more upheaval - even if it is just with a 'look'...
Thursday, 15 December 2011
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