Today I washed for the first time in seven days. I actually don’t think I smelt or looked that bad. My hair was the giveaway but that was easily fixed by one of the many bandanas I insisted on buying before we set off. Or a backwards baseball cap that Jot cringes every time I … More On the road at last
Change has never happened this fast before, and it will never be this slow again. There’s just one week before we head out of Sydney on our Toyota Coaster bus adventure and as I finished work last Friday, I am now officially unemployed. Although I guess, as it is by choice, I should say that … More No worries, or new worries?
Like most modern day love stories ours starts in a bar in a University town. As the only gay bar in Reading, a town about an hour and a half outside of London, The Granby always seemed to have an essence of desperation about it. Bearing in mind this was 11 years ago, and well … More Where do we come from and where do we go. The story of us so far.
Like most over-thinkers I go over and over potential scenarios in my head well before the event. Then, when it actually comes to happen I forget the 27 mentally rehearsed speeches and walk away disappointed, wondering why I didn’t go with any of them and instead, have just blurted out something inappropriate without any of … More I resign
I’ll never be the type of person who arrives at the airport with their liquids already pre packed into a clear bag. Or who has luggage tags. Or a pen to fill out immigration forms. I’ll be wearing comfy clothes that resemble pyjamas and my glasses. I won’t take my shoes off during the flight … More Lesbian bridesmaid
Our Toyota Coaster has been sitting outside our house in Newtown, in Sydney’s Inner West for about a month now. So far we have acquired one $109 parking ticket and driven around the block twice. On Saturday we drove it all the way to Bunnings however. Which is about 2k away. And by we I … More What could go wrong…
Ok. It’s not the first time that we have been asked that question. Especially since we arrived in Australia and have travelled anywhere more than an hour outside of Sydney or Melbourne. It’s not people being at all rude – I don’t think. It’s just them trying to figure us out. Who we are, what … More “Are you two sisters?”
