And we have a winner…

And we have a winner…

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Feb 24, 2013
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Travelling to somewhere half way around the world, on the back of a suggestion by an astrologer that your perfect home might be found in Melbourne would be a bit loopy, wouldn’t it? Yeah. That’s totally not why I’m here. But if it had been, boy was that a good call on his part. Actually, ...

Adelaide: Koalas, Eccles Cakes and Plasticine Shapes

Adelaide: Koalas, Eccles Cakes and Plasticine Shapes

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Feb 17, 2013
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It’s only gone and done it again. Snuck up on me like weekend homework on a Sunday evening. I’m behind on my writing. The non-zen bit of me wants to say ‘bite me, I’ve been having fun’. Occasionally (ahem) it is very hard to tell how I’ve evolved since I was twelve. More than once ...

Falling down the rabbit hole

Falling down the rabbit hole

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Feb 9, 2013
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Quite a few people have asked me how I came to choose my yoga teacher training course with Santosha Yoga. Especially people from Byron Bay, when I told them about my upcoming studies and the location, in nearby town of Ballina. ‘Why would you go to that old people’s town?’, they invariably asked. After the ...

Lalaland (PG13)

Lalaland (PG13)

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Jan 26, 2013
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The English are known for their prudish nature, and so it’s no surprise that a multitude of names exist for that most intimate of female body parts – the vagina. A word people dare not actually say, for fear of being laughed at, or having to actually look at one, or something else I haven’t ...

Sydney Laid Bare
In Sydney

Sydney Laid Bare

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Jan 19, 2013
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Prior to arriving in Australia, I’d decided to splash out on my time in Sydney and get my own flat – having stayed in hotels and hostels since last April, I was missing the luxuries we often take for granted at home – like having a washing machine and a fridge. After seeking advice from ...

Alien invasion? No worries!
In Sydney

Alien invasion? No worries!

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Jan 15, 2013
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I distinctly remember the first time I saw the Aussie soap Home and Away. I was on a week long school trip to Glasgow, ostensibly studying Russian at Strathclyde University. Quite why we were there, at the tender age of 15, I have no idea. I suspect our Russian teacher at school – a fiery ...