And we're into week three of a possible 6-8 week stint at Ikea. And things are going quite smothely. Up for work at 1.30am, finnish work at 10am, quick swim, cook some food, read a book and its time for bed, which is heralded by the most amazing sunsets at around 5.30-6pm. And so it continues..... Discovered a very nice bar with free bands, free pool and plenty of luvly people on a tuesday, and since wednesday's my day off, it all works out nicely. This weekend i...

Hello beautiful people, Wanderin'-Star-Richards a callin ya'll from the distant town of Research, which is about 25k outside Melbourne! Gee its been a long hard road to Research (30mins by Marlene) but I'm finally here! Wot can I tell ya? Got me a couple of jobs in cafes in Melbourne, one of em waiterin', the other deliverin' pizzas in ma vayen! Keeps me occupied, but not enough shifts to save up allottacash! But hold on! Wots this? News just in..... I've gone an...

Well I've only gone and bought a house on wheels, aint i!?! Tuesday after me and Manda (just good friends now) got back from Sydney, I'm sitting in a cafe with Bauer, drinking a carrafe, s'posed to be looking in the paper for a van but not coz I hate it, when this Toyata Hi-Ace pulls up in front of the cafe with a for sale sign on it. Next day, I'm driving my newly purchased home around Melbourne!!! Bloody marvelous. Two years younger than me, 65000m on the clock...

The Pommies (Dom, Rob, Martin, Becky) arrived when I was in Coolungatta. The boys are from Tring School, Becky is Dom's lady. On Xmas Eve I and my new lady (Amanda......!) each took a car full of pomms along the Great Ocean Road (Anglesea to Warrnambool). Twisty and turny, like a slow rally car race with the most stunning ocean views. Stopping at Lorne beach for french/beach cricket, body surfing, soccer and sunburning, perfect! After local fish & chips (Red Empe...

Nearly time to goto Coollumgatta. Gonna fly out and back for xmas. Been trying to get a car, but the bogans (!) I've been dealing with have given me second thoughts bout forking out for a bucket of rubbish that'll conk out days from the nearest civilised place. Apparently one needs two spare tyres, giving you the option of setting fire to one in order to create a smoke beacon. Been hearing ghostly stories of the travellers who went into the bush, only one of them...