Not so easy

Unlike when we moved to Beijing, we haven’t had to deal with a language barrier here in Canberra, other than chuckling at the fact that Australians, like Americans, refer to the UK as ‘England’, making it sound like the quaint chocolate box fairy land that I presume they think it is. There are, however, a … More Not so easy

Going postal

With the arrival of our second child we’ve yet again mired ourselves in the tedious administrative circus of registering the birth and applying for a passport. We learned the first time round that living abroad makes everything that bit more stressful as you need to send original birth and marriage certificates back and forth between … More Going postal

What time is that?

An amusing problem of living in eastern Australia, I’ve discovered, is the silly time difference with almost anywhere in the world: two hours with Tokyo, 11 hours with London and 16 hours with Washington DC. Being ahead of virtually everyone means that it’s already tomorrow by the time we find out what Trump’s thumbs have … More What time is that?

Beastly encounter

Today, one year and three months into our time in Australia, I saw up close for the first time a kangaroo being hit by a car. I’m sure many people in Canberra would be surprised it took this long – it’s not unusual to hear stories from foreigners living here that their first sight of … More Beastly encounter