Melbourne is very much like Europe in many ways as it was cold and wet on our last day. It was so much like being at home that Angus refused to get out of bed and there was a small family disagreement. However this was followed by a trip to a market where I may have got slightly over excited by the variety of dried meats and vegetables on offer. After being dragged back from several stalls and being denied the opportunity to purchase half a cow and a little bi...

This may be my last blog as I enter the realms of the unwell. My family tell me I have a cold but I know better. I have clearly caught something terrible in Hong Kong and may not last the night – cough cough splutter. Thankfully we have now left the Kong (as we old hands call it) and flew through the night to a very cold but crisp Melbourne. It was impossible to sleep on the flight so we all arrived at 8.00 in the morning having had no sleep and feeling a l...