2007-03-25

The Arrival

We set out from London in June 2003, with two goals: Find somewhere in tropical Australia to settle down, and get there the long way.
This weekend, we moved into our place in the bush in northern New South Wales.
There is no sense of anticlimax - I'm as excited about the future as I ever have been, but there is a sense of reality setting in: The DIY jobs, headaches, and bills that come with home ownership; the ongoing paperwork and bureaucratic wrangling that come with immigration; and the isolation and daunting prospect of making new friends that come with moving to a village where you don't know anyone. 2oz.blogspot.com will be my online diary as we set ourselves up in what is shaping up to be an (almost certainly pratfall-rich) cross between The Good Life and a troppo'd hebridean cyber-cottage.
For the next few weeks I am working as a contractor in Brisbane - commuting weekly, renting a room midweek, and coming home for four or five days on the Friday morning train to Kyogle. C's contract as a web-designer for a charity has just finished, so she's based down in Nimbin all week - though various bits and bobs of freelance work will draw her back up to Brisbane for the odd day here and there, I'll wager.
All we have done this weekend is a spot of unenthusiastic DIY (which did include the crucial step of bodging a fly-screen over the large bathroom window - now all our rooms can have open windows without any rain-forest insects finding their way in!) some shopping in the village, and some inefficient unpacking of boxes and crates.
After I publish this, I'm going to unpack the remaining large boxes of books that have arrived from the UK, rig up some crude bookshelves from planks and breeze-blocks, and dip into my books again for the first time in 5 years. Oh yeah, I'll update this blog every Sunday evening, Sydney time.







5 comments:

Anonymous said...

Good luck guys!

Mog said...

Never mind unpacking, get to the local gun shop and buy a roo-bagger...

Then use it on the spiders :-)

Jay said...

Mog - we're not gonna hurt the spiders; we're slowly persuading the biggest ones to form an insect-proof cordon around the deck at the back. It's a win-win bargain - they get a good feed, we get less fed-upon. :)

Plymouth Janner said...

So you're not planning on buying a glass box and getting the local cyber-hippies over for mushroom tea and a round of 'celebrity spider death match'. My money is on the funnel web.

5ynic said...

Janner, that's not actually a bad idea... But apparently it's the humble ol' daddy-longlegs (believe it or not) that comes out on top in spider-duels. Apparently it has venom specifically designed to harm other spiders, rather than for protection or hunting. Might give the cyber-hippies a bad trip tho...