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Life renewal

This past few weeks in Australia have given me an opportunity to catch up on life admin – I renewed my photo ID and got a new Medicare card, things of that nature. But the very first thing that I did – literally on day one at my parents’ place...

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Printing pleasures

There’s lots of things to love about living in a country like Croatia. And one of my favourite things is printing. Yes, printing. No one likes to own a printer. They’re expensive and they die after about 45 minutes, and the cartridges never really work, and they are just in...

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Desert Island Discs

Okay, I know I’m a late comer to this, but boy am I enjoying Desert Island Discs. For those of you who don’t know, it’s a radio program that has been running on the BBC since 1942. In each episode, a (famous) person chooses eight tracks that they would take...

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On using your fingers, at all times, correctly

Each morning I sit down to journal, just for 3 pages, no more. Anything more is indulgence. I start from the realm of dreams and sit, bleary-eyed, at my desk, hot cup of tea in hand, in my right hand, my writing hand. It makes it hard to write, sometimes....

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Zagreb After Hours

If you get to the Dolac, or any of Zagreb’s markets, just as it’s closing, you’ll see a small army of old women in three-quarter length worsted skirts, digging through the leftover boxes, looking for food. This is Zagreb after hours. You can get quite a meal, if you know...

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A perfectly ordinary day

Looking back over my posts, I feel like all I do is relate complaints and hi-jinks. But actually, most of walking is just that – walking. On a 30 kilometre day I’m doing 8 hours of walking, and only have 3 interesting tid-bits to share. On a good day (a...

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A day of rest

Serendipity is a wonderful thing. Rest is a wonderful thing. Pubs are wonderful things. Finding yourself serendipitously forced to rest at a pub is a wonderful thing cubed. The place I stayed in Goulceby was the Three Horseshoes, a pub with camping and glamping out the back. As I mentioned...