What’s “hard yakka”? In explanation “Yakka” is the aboriginal word for work and have we been yakkering hard over the past couple of weeks! The cover photo shows our reward for our hard labour which constituted several very nice glasses … Continue reading There’s Nothing Like a Bit of Hard Yakka
Being a self confessed beach bum I can’t seem to get enough sea and surf and neither can our Golden Girls, Daphne and Margot. We have conveniently and strategically located ourselves just a 45 minute drive from our nearest seaside … Continue reading Ride ‘Em Cowboy!
Trying to galvanise myself into writing a more normal blog since returning from my sad trip home to England has been a bit of a trial. Other people go about their business as normal but what’s normal? The world rants … Continue reading The View From The Farm
Our last few days on Farm 3 we’re spent scurrying around in 40c heat packing up our lives once again. I did manage to get to Perth for some last minute Christmas shopping and of course the requisite massive pre-festive … Continue reading An Extraordinary Dog Walk and the End of a Very Long Journey
Well that’s a lie. According to my new temperature gauge gizmo it’s topped at 43.5c but when I took the Kiwi his lunch out to him on the header (combine harvester) in the Ute I’ve just clocked 46.5c. Now I’m … Continue reading Proper Ladies Don’t Sweat, They Glow
Welcome to Canine-Central on the Planet Dog! We now have four mangey-muts and of course we love them all. I have promised the Kiwi that I won’t become a typical Pommie Dog-Lady with a greasy quilted waistcoat and bristly chin. … Continue reading Life on Planet Dog
The first Tuesday of November is Melbourne Cup day and it’s the when quite a fair proportion of Australians and even if they’re not actually going to Flemington Racecourse they get dolled up in their Sunday best and have a … Continue reading A Day at the Races and a New Addition to the Team
I’ve said before on a previous blog how impressed I am by the level of services and facilities these small Australian towns have. We are residing about a 25 minute drive from our nearest metropolis which is Moora. A diverse … Continue reading Palaces of Bling, A Trip to the Beach and Harvest Looms
When my sisters and I were growing up naturally there were certain naughty words in our burgeoning vocabulary which were frowned upon. One particular word usually used to describe flatulence was included in the disallowed list. As a compromise we … Continue reading Trafs and Magic Wands
In great anticipation we had the dates saved for the Moora and Perth Royal shows and the Western Australian Golden Retriever Show. In the days prior, I suffered a bit of a rush of blood to the head and rather … Continue reading It’s Show Time!