Dec 21 2009

Long Way South

The photos below were taken yesterday, as I drove South from Canberra to Melbourne. It’s about a 680km drive – only trance music and caffeine kept me going!

The first is The Dog on the Tuckerbox. Story goes something like: old drover orders his dog to guard his tuckerbox as he goes into town to wet his whistle at the local pub. Being the kind of man he is, he gets into a bit of a biff, and loses his life over something silly. The dog, ever loyal, guards the tuckerbox – howling and pining for her master – until she finally expires.

Gets me all misty eyed every time.

The second is a bloody great submarine in the ground. It’s HMAS Holbrook – which I guess is named after the town – and it’s a weird sight as you drive down the arid NSW stretch of the Hume Highway. The town styles itself ‘the submarine town’ and has a top-notch bakery in it!

So. My story. I’m now working for sitepoint.com, and just to make it clear, my opinions and expressions on this blog are wholly my own and do not reflect upon my employer, etc etc!

I’m in Melbourne. To live. Looking for a place to call home, camped out in some friends’ largely empty flat. It’s weird and exciting to think I’m living here now – not going home at the end of the week like usual.


Nov 24 2009

Mad Month December

Depending on the outcome of this week, the next month may end up being completely mad. I have a potential job down in Melbourne – not a bad one, by the seeming of it – and if it all pans out, I may have to be down there for at least a week or two in December (and then moving down there permanently thereafter).

I also have my Uncle Phil’s wedding to go to in a fortnight, so I have to work that in.

Then there’s the usual Christmas-period madness; parties, social engagements, trying to get enough contracting work done to make enough money to survive. It’s getting somewhat stressful already and it hasn’t even started.

Everything could work out magnificently (what a refreshing change that would make) or it could all go rather pear-shaped. I don’t know what to expect, but I’m deeply hopeful that I can make some big and positive changes.