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The Giant Stuffed Koala reloaded

The Giant Stuffed Koala reloaded

So it was Australia Day this week, and I changed my profile pic on facebook to this picture (as I’ve done for the last 2 years on Australia Day).

My Mum’s response?

please do not bring a koala that size home. No room.

My retort?

I’ll just have to get a house in Australia for it then. ;)

My Mum has a fear of me moving ‘too far away’ (note to blog readers, when I chose to go to university 2.5 hours away you might have thought I was moving to the ends of the earth). So she backtracked..

No need we can put him in the hut and let him eat the hedge instead.

I’m wondering if the builders can put in some eucalyptus in our garden. To replace the hedge. And then at some point I’m going to have to get a giant stuffed koala from Sydney to Edinburgh.

What Australia meant for me

What Australia meant for me

4 weeks. 4 years ago.

Australia.

In now seems like a lifetime ago. I’m so far from the girl I was then listening to Nada Surf over and over and over again.

To make a mountain of your life is just a choice. But I never learned enough, to listen to the voice that told me: Always love…

It was saying goodbye without being able to properly explain why I was having to say goodbye.

It was repairing the damage from a relationship with someone who didn’t have a clue how to love me.

It was trying not to compare when someone I once loved had found happiness and I had done the opposite.

It was finding contentment walking through Glebe & stopping by the bakery to meet old friends.

It was taking the hits of spiritual attack as cultists tried to recruit me in trains & bus stations.

It was watching penguins waddle up the beach as the sun set over the 12 apostles.

It was freaking out as I travelled across Sydney Harbour by catamaran or ferry.

It was getting advice and encouragement by text and e-mail from friends in Scotland & Kenya.

It was terror at finding a blackened scabbing mole on my stomach in Brisbane Airport.

It was feeling so alive crashing & surfing through the waves of the Pacific Ocean.

It was not realising that herbal tea I was drinking contained liquorice.

It was stepping out solo to find that God would provide a friend to share a koala hugging experience with…

…and to feed me when all the shops are closed on Anzac Day.

It was having total peace when my passport, credit card & ballet tickets were stolen.

It was discovering that TimTams are a great cure for oceankayaksickness.

It was rediscovering my love for the arts in gorgeous setting of Sydney.

It was struggling through pain to drive down the Great Ocean Road.

It was meeting Dr Karl Kennedy and cartwheeling down a beach in St Kilda the next day.

It was an opportunity to share stories with a Hare Krishna in Byron Bay.

It was being released with so much love from a church family who gave me the strength to do it all in the first place.

It was leaving with hope and faith that I was lacking on arrival.

It was trusting God that I would come home to find a place to live and a place to work.

More crazy weather in Queensland

More crazy weather in Queensland

Cairns – not my favourite place in the world, but never would wish what is currently happening to them. A cyclone more powerful than Hurricane Katrina is hitting the North Queensland Coast right now.

To give you an idea of the magnitude of this thing:

That gives you an idea of how big a weather system this monster is.

As with the floods, Premier Anna Bligh has been keeping it together, but with 1000s already without power, evacuated and some sheltering in places with the roofs lifting (and have been told to stay there until tomorrow afternoon – the ‘life span’ of Cyclone Yasi is expected to be 2.5 days). Even the emergency services have had to evacuate – that means if they call ’999′ (I can’t remember what the equivalent is in Australia!) there is noone able to come to their aid.

Once again, my thoughts are with my friends in Queensland…

 

 

Australia Day: Adam Hills, Jimmy Barnes & London 2012

Australia Day: Adam Hills, Jimmy Barnes & London 2012

You know, next year the Olympics & Paralympics are coming to the UK. London 2012 people.

And you know, our friendly rivals downunder (we like to invade each others countries with backpackers on ‘gap years’) are pretty decent when it comes to sports.

I think it’s because they have that season…what’s it called? Oh yeah. SUMMER.

I was thinking on the lead up to Australia Day…what would I pay to have Adam Hills come out and sing his Jimmy Barnes version of the Australian National Anthem when the first Australian wins a gold medal?

What do you reckon?

Happy Australia Day!

 

Travelling Tuesday: The Giant Stuffed Koala

Travelling Tuesday: The Giant Stuffed Koala

Last year, I posted this picture on Australia Day but I didn’t actually ever tell the story behind this picture…

Most readers will know (or maybe if you are new around here, you don’t!) that in March 2007 I felt I was being ‘called’ back to Edinburgh for reasons unknown*. A few days after I made that decision, my friends Kate & Vikki called me up from Los Angeles and said ‘Why don’t you come meet us somewhere?

Somewhere turned out to be Sydney, Australia.

3 weeks later. The day after I packed up my flat, handed the keys to friends about to be homeless and dumped a suitcase and many boxes in my Mum’s house. I had no idea where I would live or work or go to church on my return from Australia.

Because I flew out on Easter Monday, my Mum was able to take me to the airport, but on my return (a Friday afternoon) my Mum would be working so I needed my Dad or Step-Mum to pick me up from the airport.

“We’ll pick you up only if we have proof you’ve hugged a koala while you’re in Australia” was their response.

You have to understand that at the time my sister was 16 & my brother was 11/12 and they gave me my marsupial nickname. So when they heard Big Sister was headed to Australia – home of koalas – they were pretty excited.

So when I arrived in Australia, Kate & Vikki had asked what were the things I really wanted to do – and my answer was simple. 1) Hug a Koala and 2) Learn to surf !

On my 2nd or 3rd day in Sydney, we took a trip to Taronga Zoo where we’d been told that you could have your photo taken with a koala. However, when we got there, we discovered that you didn’t get to handle the koalas, but you just stood below them for a ridiculous price – at least in our potentially unemployed when we get home to Scotland opinion.

So we went for the next best thing – the giant stuffed koala next to one of the gift shops!

It got e-mailed back to Scotland and it made my family laugh, but they didn’t think it counted enough to be picked up from the airport in May.

Thankfully a week later I got a picture next to a koala in the wild when we drove down the Great Ocean Road, and then later I got to hug a koala on ANZAC Day at Lone Pine Koala Sanctuary in Brisbane. I had picture proof, they got it, and my Dad did pick up his very jet lagged daughter from the airport.

The nice appendix to this story was that last year I got back in contact with one of my Dutch friends (from a high school exchange programme) and he had been travelling in Australia, and indeed he has a picture with the very same stuffed koala in Taronga Zoo. :)

It makes me wonder who else has a picture like this one….!

PS It’s Australia Day tomorrow!!

PPS It’s Burns Night tonight

*Unknown = to work in a pregnancy resource centre that I didn’t know existed. Yet.

Queensland

Queensland

**I only found out tonight from online friends that the media coverage of the floods in some countries has been poor. A number of my friends have friends & family who live in flood affected region which covers an area that is 5x size of the UK (2x size of Texas) and have been begging for people to pray & asking for those who are able to donate to the Queensland Flood Disaster Appeal.  If you are on twitter, I would love if you could show your support to the Australians by tweeting using the #QLDflood hashtag. Thank you to many of my twitter friends who have already done this – it is very much appreciated**

Of all the stops I made on my trip to East Coast Australia, the stop in Brisbane was one of the toughest points for me. However, it also gave me one of the memories I will treasure forever…hugging a koala!

Australia has a special place in my heart, and 2 years ago I watched with horror the scenes of the Bushfires in Victoria – some of them in places where I had driven through in the pitch dark trying to find our way from the Great Ocean Road back to the main motorway back to Melbourne.

Over the last fortnight, I’ve watched with horror again at the floods in Queensland. I didn’t see much of Queensland on my trip as the girls couldn’t afford to road trip up to Cairns  from Byron Bay like we had originally thought we would do, and I ended up flying to Cairns from Brisbane while they headed to Fraser Island.

I’ve been so thankful that my friend who lives in Queensland has so far been unaffected by the flood – but he’s one of the lucky ones. Thousands have had their homes & businesses destroyed. 10 people are known to be dead, 80 are missing after flash floods hit several towns in a sort of inland tsunami. Some people had just returned to their homes & towns clearing up after floods before New Year, only for another flood to hit them once again.

As the floods head South, they are expected to hit Brisbane today, and one of my favourite places I visited while in Australia is in the suburb of Fig Tree Pocket, and right next to the Brisbane River…

…Lone Pine Koala Sanctuary.

From memory, Fig Tree Pocket was mostly residential houses, and I’m sure many families may have evacuated their homes and for some of the Brisbane residents, this will be the second time in their life to have experienced a flood disaster after the 1974 flood.

It’s awful, unimaginable. One resident of a town hit my flash floods yesterday described it as ‘armageddon’. But if there is one thing I know about Australians, it is that they are resilient.

It’s also likely that there are a TON of backpackers out in Australia just now – January is a popular time for people to start trips in Australia. Most of the backpackers I met there had been in Australia since late Dec/early Jan and left in May/June.

Anyway. Prayer is needed. But also practical help – the damage caused is already in the AUS$ billion mark.

You can help by giving to the Queensland Relief appeal here (to the QLD government appeal) or here (to Australian Red Cross appeal).

My thoughts and prayers go to everyone who has been affected, especially those who have lost loved ones or are missing.

It’s Christmas Eve

It’s Christmas Eve

And don’t forget that you can all be tracking Santa all Christmas Eve & Day (depending on which time zone you are in) on the NORAD satellite footage

You might remember last year a whole bunch of us read the Night Before Christmas poem and popped it on videos online. If you’d like to see them again, the links can be found by clicking back to here.

But I thought since Australia is one of the first places to be celebrating Christmas (being 11 hours ahead of GMT and all), that the Aussie version performed by David, Diane & Paula had to make an encore.

Dreaming of an Australian Summer

Dreaming of an Australian Summer

So I had grand plans to do a TON of work from home today. My plans faltered when I got interrupted by the phone this morning (yes, I was eating breakfast at 9.30 a.m. – Go me!!!) and a trip to the bank & the supermarket (dull but necessary errands) and a return to the house where I could not get warm. Even with my thermal fleece top, fleece slipper boot things and wrapping myself in a big fleece blanket. Nope, I shivered away until I fell asleep. Doh!!

The heating is now cranked up.

And I need to be thankful because it has been SNOWING today in Aberdeen. Yes. Snowing.

In OCTOBER!

(Was it not enough that it snowed for like 5 weeks straight, and even snowed in April?!)

I think I may have to spend the rest of the afternoon begging God for a visa to go live in Australia. Seriously.

Dreaming of a 27 C Autumn in Byron Bay today. Or even just catching up with my friend in Queensland…

Stone the flamin’ crows!!!

Stone the flamin’ crows!!!

If you know me, you’ll know that I love Australia.

And where did my love of Australia begin? From watching Home and Away.

The Logies award ceremony was tonight (basically like the Aussie TV BAFTAs) and I was so annoyed they don’t 1. show the Logies in the UK 2. let non-Aussies like myself vote for who wins.

And I really wanted the legend that is Ray Meagher to win. That’s Alf ‘flamin’ Stewart for those of you who have ever watched Home and Away over the last 22 years (he’s the only original cast member left).

Well, he did win! Yay! Thank you to my Aussie twittering friends – Paula & Diane – for letting me know by tweeting as you watched the whole thing live.

It made me, Becca & Ruth well chuffed….since we are huge Alf Stewart fans. We’re actually planning a bloggers meet up to see ‘Alf’ as he’ll be in the UK for 6 months to act in Priscilla: Queen of the Desert in London’s West End. I think Carolyn is coming too now.

Sooooo excited!!!!!

I’m off to save up now…

Travelling Tuesday: Neighbours in St Kilda, Australia

Travelling Tuesday: Neighbours in St Kilda, Australia

Neighbours is like the bread and butter of student life in the UK. I didn’t have many friends at uni who didn’t have a study schedule that revolved around the show. Exam time rolled around and you knew that everyone would leave the library at 5 p.m. for ‘a break’ so they could get home in time for Neighbours.

Before I left Aberdeenshire, a member of staff in the community centre informed me of a pub called the Elephant and Wheelbarrow where the cast of Neighbours often hung out…well, you know that we had to go there. Thankfully we arrived on the Monday which was Neighbours Night, and even better it was the Monday where The Waiting Room were playing. Plus it turns out we were staying in the district where they film Neighbours (St Kilda) which we didn’t know until we arrived. Rock on!

Libby Kennedy sings...I mean...uh...Kym Valentine...

Yes, that is Alan Fletcher (Dr Karl Kennedy…is there any branch of medicine he’s not an expert in?), why the blurry photo? Because has energy equal to a pre-school kid on blue smarties!! Seriously, I’m not kidding. This guy is defying his 50s.

It's crazy Sindi...remember her? She broke poor Stu Parker's heart she did...

we're just chatting about singing/music...you know how it is...

The Waiting Room in action...seriously Alan Fletcher is a legend. Fact.

Thank you so much to the folks who work on the show who happened to end up sitting at the same table as Vikki and I and took some of these pictures for us. You were total stars, plus you helped us on the quiz! Especially as our chat wasn’t so great having been on the sleeper train the previous night, I was STILL jet-lagged and we really should have been in our beds.

But we wanted to meet Dr Karl.

Karl + Susan = Forever (just sayin’)