I know about bushfires in Australia. Friends’ lives changed forever when an inferno razed Marysville on Black Saturday; I heard Murray Nicoll broadcasting live to air as his house burned on Ash Wednesday; I have walked among once-beautiful snow gums reduced to skeletal sculptures in Victoria’s high country; and I have written about the rebirth … Continue reading Smoke and Mirrors
Melbourne has been my home for 50 years. Over that time I’ve explored Australia and the world, as a youngster with family, as a teenager with my travel-bug-bitten Dad, as a twenty-something overlander and as a travel writer since 1995. But I’ve never lived anywhere else that I remember, photographs being the only memories of … Continue reading Taking a deep breath!