- Skywatch Friday 12th February 2016 Noosaville 5.14pm February 12, 2016
- City Dwellers: Thursday Special February 11, 2016
- Things that Are Cold: Cee’s Fun Foto Challenge February 10, 2016
- Kings Beach: Wordless Wednesday February 10, 2016
- Power Shifts: 99 Word Flash Fiction February 9, 2016
Lisa Reiter on Alphabetical Emotions : Z is… Sharon Bonin-Pratt on Skywatch Friday 12th February… Sherri on Blue skies, White Beach: Silen… Sherri on Skywatch Friday 12th February… Sherri on City Dwellers: Thursday S…
- 5 photos 5 days
- A Lingering Look at Windows
- A Word A Week photo challenge
- A-Z challenge
- Book reviews
- Cee's Black and white Challenge
- Cee's Fun Foto Challenge
- Cee's Odd Ball Challenge
- Cee's Which Way challenge
- creative writing
- daily events
- Daily Post prompt and challenges
- Eses Weekly Shoot and Quote Challenge
- flash fiction
- Floral Friday
- Friday Fictioneers
- Guest posts
- Historical Perspective
- Look up Look Down
- Macro Monday
- memoir writing
- Nightmare in Paradise
- Past Challenge
- Phoneography Challenge
- road to being published
- Silent Sunday
- Skywatch Friday
- story telling
- Sunday stills: The Next Challenge
- Three Things Thursday
- Thursday's Special
- Travel Theme
- Trog and other Animals
- Weekend Coffee Share
- weekend funny challenge
- Weekend photo challenge
- Weekly photo challenge
- weekly smile
- Wordless Wednesday
Blogs I Follow
- 46,248 hits
I began my working career as a reluctant potato peeler whilst waiting to commence my training as a student nurse. On completion I worked mainly in intensive care/coronary care; finishing my hospital career as clinical nurse educator in intensive care. A life changing period as a resort owner/manager on the island of Tanna in Vanuatu was followed by recovery time as a farmer at Bucca Wauka. Having discovered I was no farmer and vowing never again to own an animal bigger than myself I took on the Barrington General Store. Here we also ran a five star restaurant. Working the shop of a day 7am - 6pm followed by the restaurant until late was surprisingly more stressful than Tanna. On the sale we decided to retire and renovate our house with the help of a builder friend. Now believing we knew everything about building we set to constructing our own house. Just finished a coal mine decided to set up in our backyard. Definitely time to retire we moved to Queensland. I had been writing a manuscript for some time. In the desire to complete this I enrolled in a post grad certificate in creative Industries which I completed 2013. Commenced a masters by research in 2014.
The lighthouse Award
Field of Flowers Award
The Dragon Loyalty Award
Friends and Followers Award
Seven Awards in One
Butterfly Light Award
Writing Process Blog Hop
wonderful team member readership award
Wordpress Family Award
Premier Dardos Award
Inner Peace award
The Very Inspiring Blogger Award
The Very inspiring blogger award
Blogger Recognition award
One reason we chose to leave the city was because we had come to believe that your quality of life was the distance you could travel between traffic lights. For city dwellers in Hanoi the traffic was everyday. For me trying to cross the road it was taking your life in your hands. Shut your eyes and walk.
In response to Paula’s colour challenge
In New Zealand’s South Island things were cold but for the most part we were warm in the helicopter. Getting out on the summit of Mt Cook (Aoraki) was cold but so exhilarating it was barely noticeable.
It was noticeable however in Milford Sound. Grey, overcast and wet I froze. Even in bed with the room heated I had to sleep in long johns, sweaters and hat.
But Milford Sound was nothing compared to Greenland in summer. A gale was blowing so we had to walk from the airport to the town across ice flows and fording streams. My shoes were not designed for this and were soon wet through and with the biting wind I froze.
This is the only cold thing we are going to have here in Noosa. A glass of ice which melts quickly in our hot summer sun.
In response to Cee’s Fun Foto Challenge
“Time to leave Tristam.” The barman cleared the glasses. “You’ve had enough.”
“Don’t tell me what to do. All day they’ve been at me. The bastards, they think they own me. Do this Tristam. Do that Tristam. Can’t just leave me to do my work. Gimme another then I’ll go.”
“Come on Tristam. Don’t make me call the police. Go home. Dinner will be on the table. Muttering, Tristan staggered into the street and stumbled the short distance to his house.
“Gloria, I want my dinner?”
“It’ll be …..”
“Now! Here, at least, in my own house I’m the boss.”
In response to Charlie’s prompt where she asks:
February 3, 2016 prompt: In 99 words (no more, no less) write a story that explores the question, “What good is power?” Is it a story of empowerment, or a story of a dictator? Poke around power and go where the force takes you this week.
Respond by February 9, 2016 to be included in the weekly compilation. Rules are here. All writers are welcome!
The Boreen Point Hotel has changed little since its inception at Gympie in the gold rush of the 1870s. Well perhaps they have put in new carpet.
In response to Cee’s Odd Ball Challenge.