Fun in Forster

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We’ve arrived home to The Meadow after a wonderful fun filled week with our close friends Baz and Kathy in Forster. It is a home away from home for us after 20 years of staying in the area, first with our kids at Smugglers Holiday Park and later in holiday houses strewn around One Mile Beach which also happens to be home to Cam’s Dad, Col. We love our trips North as we feel very connected to the area and Cam even has some sort of country membership at the One Mile Surf Club which means we join them early in the morning for a walk of the beach and a swim followed by coffee on the veranda before everyone poddles off to work. It’s a wonderful lifestyle and an easy one to get used to. Drinks on Thursday and Sunday afternoons at the surf club sees a huge turnout of an eclectic group of people who are all lovely and welcome us ‘blow-ins’ a couple of times a year! They have a wonderful new surf club with a huge veranda from which you can see the dolphins swimming in the breakwater as they patrol up and down the beach and further out to sea at the right time of year you may see whales breaching – a magnificent sight if you are lucky enough to witness it.

Needless to say the chocolate button LOVED the morning ritual and the beautiful warm water (about 24 degrees) made an early morning swim very appealing. She met at least 20 dogs every morning as they promenaded up and down the beach and met little fluffballs who were rather alarmed at her enthusiastic welcome, whippets who ran circles around her and big boofy dogs who were just happy to say hello and have a sniff!! She couldn’t have been happier and it left her pleasantly exhausted every day. She really has a bad case of FOMO however and she hardly relaxed thinking she may miss out on some of life’s pleasures if she shut her eyes even for a second!

We had some great lunches and dinners and especially enjoyed a newcomer to the Forster scene – Hamiltons over at Tuncurry which is perched over the water. A great bar with a menu to match and a very relaxing venue for just about anything you can think of!

Forster flora is fairly tough to cope with the salty sea air, it’s funny how a car or your window frames can rust up here within 18 months but the flowers flourish! The tropical hibiscus, frangipane and bee attracting grevillea are in full throttle even in early Autumn and we enjoyed their last hurrah before winter.

Some shopping at Coasting Home, my fave shop in Forster, a tour of all the 2nd hand shops to look for wedding finery with Kath and a special celebration for Pop Col who was initiated into the sub branch of the RSL (an honour for 1st and 2nd world war veterans only) and who proudly showed us his medals and told a few stories of the old days and before we knew it the week was over. We discovered new beaches and walks and enjoyed relaxing with our old friends and together with many many bottles of wine and way too much wonderful food  it was all in all a very relaxing and happy week.

All of a sudden we were back in the truck and we were heading home via the Hunter Valley and an overnight stay with our friends Sue and Steve who run a winery with some accommodation called Thalgara. The whole region was very dry and had that Australian summer bleached palette that I love so much, a somewhat stark and sometimes harsh beauty unique to this part of the world but Thalgara has a wonderful dam and a deep vine covered veranda which together with a cheeky chilled wine or two kept everything feeling lovely and cool.

As so often happens when travelling I am always full of inspiration and plans to do MORE when I get home. Shall I learn how to play an instrument – perhaps go back to the piano or the guitar, will I finally put those paints to paper or do that photography course? Life seems to be full of endless possibility after a holiday but an hour after being home the list seems to be of a more practical nature – washing, weeding,mowing and before we know it we are back into our old lives. This time I intend to keep some of those holiday promises though and make time for something new or creative and see where it takes me! Just START Suz I say, and so I will…………..

After playing with everyone and everything Bailey was totally tuckered out and she looked very cosy and contented in the back of the truck on the way home, sleeping for the entire time curled up with her head on our pillows!!! A good break from the routine for one and all.

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One contented puppy dog.

A Tricky Week.

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I’m not quite sure why, but this week I fell victim to something that felt a lot like stress.

“How can this be?” you ask, when I’m surrounded by the serenity of the countryside and wake up to birds singing and nothing to do all day except tend to the veggies.

Well, life still catches up with you no matter where you are and after a week of being joined to my computer and a list a mile long of things ‘To Do’ I took a much needed day off away from technology to unscramble my brain and reconnect to the tranquility! Cam has been away being A Businessman and trying to get things in place for the big ‘End of Things’ mid March and I have been holding the fort with the Chocolate Drop and the chooks. Perfect for me to get a whole lot of things sorted out I thought. Accommodation was researched for our trips, wedding suppliers chosen and booked, meetings with the builder and architect arranged for our imminent renovation and then I started choosing tiles, taps, doors and windows,ovens, benchtops and toilets etc etc. So, as useful and convenient that the internet is, it means many, many hours on the damn computer and not much time out in the real world.

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This little cartoon resonated with me! I guess we just have to learn to unscramble our minds and see and enjoy what is right in front of us….

So I had a day off….

I felt guilty not doing some of THE LIST and a bit twitchy not being ‘connected’ but it was good for my soul and I enjoyed some local walks and a trip to Bowral. The drive was sublime. Blue skies and fields of bleached straw with little hay bales dotting the landscape. Beautiful homesteads with their deep verandas and tree lined driveways and cows, horses and alpacas grazing in paddocks that stretched endlessly into the distance. And to top it all off at the end of the scenic drive there were shops…!!

With Paris this Autumn in my mind I purchased a rather stylish pair of ankle boots to sashay around St Germain in and I couldn’t believe it when the girl told me it was the last pair! For heaven’s sake we’re still in the middle of Summer and these are the new Winter season stock – CRAZY!

This is a little snapshot of my most local and regular walk. Luckily this is right on our doorstep!

Funnily enough one of the things I’ve missed the most from my old life back in England is the hedgerows. Little winding country lanes with hedges of blackberries and raspberries all interspersed with brambles, huge stems of cow parsley and healing plants like nettles, burdock, comfrey, dandelion and dock leaves. You can walk for miles in the English countryside because we have hundreds of public footpaths running in between privately owned land with stiles to go over their fences making it wonderfully accessible and communal. Australia doesn’t have this sadly, which means we are limited to walking along roads and in the National Parks. The only trouble is no dogs are allowed in The National Parks so our dog walks in particular hinge on having some nice local country lanes to wander down. In our instance we are blessed to also have the magnificent 7 mile beach to walk along but there is only one small part that is an off leash dog area.

Some little Aussie hedgerow plants!

One good thing about being home alone is that I haven’t had to cook and it’s been easy to start the NEW REGIME. Instead of giving everything up simultaneously I have slid gently into my new eating plan and hopefully I will stay on track having the odd night off for a dinner out or at home with friends. My squidgy bits have to go!! I’m so lucky to have a wonderful Pilates Studio near me and a very dedicated, knowledgeable and patient teacher who knows just how far to push this old body!!! A couple of hours a week there in conjunction with some walks, stretching and a general awareness of posture will hopefully make the difference I am looking for. This young lady looks like she is appreciating the rather drop dead gorgeous view from the reformer too (makes that awful glut work a bit more bearable!!)

I finally found out where the other rock pool was in Gerringong. It is tucked away around the corner from the main beach in what was the old boat harbour back in the late 1800s. Produce came and went from here to Sydney and other towns along the coast and it’s position in a naturally sheltered bay made it a perfect place to also build a ‘Ladies Baths’ to be kept quite separate and away from the ‘Mens Baths’ of course!! I love swimming in rockpools as I’m pretty hopeless in the surf but LOVE the sea! It is a lovely place for a swim with the water being naturally replaced with the tides and always fresh and clean. If you read and believed the accompanying risk warning however you would probably think twice before entering! All this before you ever get to thinking about sharks……..

Bailey is now the proud owner of a new bed.I am hoping that it won’t go the same way as her first one which was chewed to death. She doesn’t really chew things so I think it was the fact that every morning she awoke to the holes she’d made with the stuffing tumbling out tantalisingly close that she couldn’t resist. The new model is a lot harder to ruin and I can cosy it up in winter with something snuggly.

So I’m choosing to forget her prior indiscretions and remember that

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