I don’t mean to make this overly dramatic, but it might be a bit obvious that I haven’t been posting so I’m showing up quickly to explain why. Well, sort of. To begin with… Since we last spoke, things got really interesting really quickly. The first thing that happened was to do with work, which I don’t talk about on here Just In Case, so instead I’m going to update whoever is interested in that via The Ugly. You can sign up at the end of this if you haven’t already. The TL;DR of the situation is that I now…
I normally post something here on my actual birthday, because it seems like a fun thing to do (like the year when I was in Santorini, or Bangkok, or my first birthday in Australia last year), but this year apparently the fun boat left me far, far behind. So far behind that it’s been almost two months since the day itself…. Oops. Ehh, things have been a little hectic around here. I may have mentioned that things got a bit busy for me in May (and April, and kind of March too?) so my birthday somewhat crept up on me…
Well hello there oh great neglected space. It’s been a hot minute since I showed up here (although my page views have been some of their highest ever, how’s that for validation) and I have a LOT to update you on. If you thought updatey your matey was big, this is huge. I mentioned it back in my last post here, almost a month ago. And then I just… vanished. More about that in a minute, but first let’s get to the news because there’s clickbait and then there’s just being annoying. We got our permanent residency visas! This will…
In my friendship group, the phrase ‘updatey your matey’ generally signals that the next few hours will be spent deep in conversation about 1001 things, as and when they occur to the participants of the conversation, when said participants haven’t seen each other for some time. Which is sadly rather common in friendship groups where you’ve moved away from wherever it was you met in the first place, and are now deep in the Corporate Grind. Well, that got depressing very quickly. What I mean to say is, I feel we haven’t seen each other for a little while and…
“So is it really that different from the UK, living in Australia?” This is something I’m asked on a semi-regular basis. And actually, it sort of is. But in a very subtle way. Now that I’ve lived here a full year, I think it’s high time I shared what I’ve learned about these subtleties, in case it might help some other poor pom. You stand on the left on escalators, not on the right This one fully blew my mind. And got S fully grumped at by a so-called laid back Sydneysider when he got it wrong. This makes no…
