It’s been another glorious Australian weekend.
It is difficult to describe how much of an impact moving to Australia can really have on your lifestyle. But I will try.
This weekend is a great example. Please bear in mind as you read this that we are now in the depths of winter. The weekend got off to a great start, as we had been invited to a party on the Saturday.
The party started at around 4 p.m. which seems to be the norm for an Australian party. Well, it is in the circles I mix in, being a family man. The children are always invited as these parties are as much for them as they are for us adults.
I think there were about eight couples there and probably about 15 or so kids aged between two and 16 years old. We ate, we drank and we got merry while the kids ran around playing. Us adults sat outside on the patio and around the purpose built outside bar. The kids were running both inside and out.
It did get a little chilly after the sun went down, but nothing that couldn’t be cured by wearing a jumper. Although some did question my decision to wear shorts.
We managed to stay until gone 11 o’clock before bringing a worn out five-year-old little girl home to her bed. We only live a short distance around the corner, but many of those who had travelled farther stayed the night.
And then there was Sunday.
We decided to go for a picnic and chose Newstead House on the Brisbane River for the location. Built in 1846, it is one of Brisbane’s oldest surviving residencies. And what a great pad it was too. Great views and lovely gardens. And it was free to park and free to picnic.
If you look on the other side of the river, you will see the hillside residences of Hamilton. If you have a couple of million dollars to spare, you may be able to afford a house there. Stunning views of the river and ten minutes drive from the city centre.
These are the gardens of Newstead House, not too busy for a Sunday afternoon was it? Just us really. We noticed a very strange tree in these gardens, so I decided to take a closer look.
I recognized it as Kigelia Africana, more commonly known as an African Sausage Tree, mainly because of the plaque attached to its trunk. We wondered whether the sausages would taste good barbecued.
The river was busy all the while we were there with folk passing by at great speed attached to the back of boats whilst balancing on skis or by sitting on jet skis. Some passed by more safely sitting inside the speedboat. Others went by much more slowly in a larger boats or small ones………
I started by saying it’s difficult to explain the impact on your lifestyle when you move to Australia. What would I do in England, on a Sunday, in the depths of winter that would cost little or no money?
But here, in Australia, we are always out doing something, as a family. It’s always just too sunny to stay in.
No wonder they call Australia – The Great Outdoors