The Isle

Well I am finally at a pit stop sort of a place. I am right now sitting in a little space on the staircase of the hotel I am staying in, on the Isle of Wight. Like, there is the staircase, but there has been a little space hollowed out and they have put in it a couch, tiny table and a little light on it. It is pretty awesome because I can actually connect to the internet here. Such internet troubles I have been having.

Well anyway this morning I got up and went down for breakfast, got to have Coco Pops. Coco Pops in England taste rather different to Coco Pops in Australia, but I don't really know what it is that is different. Anyway we then drove down the road a little bit to the town of Cheddar where Dad and I went into the Caves at the gorge. There were some pretty spectacular sights inside the cave, and was much nicer than outside the cave if I am entirely honest, it was a constant drizzle for some hours.

Then we checked out this other cave which just had some coloured lights in it. Rather boring if I do say so myself. After the two caves Dad and I climbed up 274 stairs to see a big view of the entire area. By the time we had gotten back down, Dad's legs were wobbly and my legs were wibbly. You can tell how fit we are, can't you.

Cheddar being finished we continued on the road to our eventual destination of Limington. Yet being us, we can't just go to where we are wanting to go, we must stop of a number of times. Though today we didn't do too badly. We were off to Glastonbury where they once claimed that King Arthur and Queen Guinevere were buried. However after years of that claim it was proven false, yet the area at the Abbey is filled with some little stalls showing how life used to be centuries ago. It was like a mini Warwick castle and it was really good. We saw clay making, tile making, weaving and sculpting. The town itself is also filled with all sorts of witchcraft stores and fantasy stores. All that sort of stuff that makes me want to go back for a visit later.

After realising what the time was, we hopped back into the car and drove to Limington where we drove onto the ferry for the half a mile ride to the Isle of Wight. We landed drove to Ryde where we are staying and then just went out for dinner. Though while looking for dinner we saw drunken people in an argument. I had a little chuckle. As always.

We are here for a few days which means that we can relax a bit. We will be catching up with family and the sort, and hopefully we can get to the pirate shop.

I'm keen.


Today got up bright and early, to find out that Dad had set the alarm far too early. So that was a nice surprise for me. But anyway we got up eventually and had some breakfast. Then we made our way onto to Warwick. When we were there we found this big castle. At first I thought it was going to be one of the usual castles that we have been seeing the entire time, but this was completely different. This was filled with people all dressed up in period pieces and heaps of things were going on. It was a heap of fun. We saw a big jousting tournament and a show. It was completely cheesy, but still a lot of fun.

We stayed there for quite a while and after we realised the time, we hit the road again. We were on the way to a town called Dymock, but it is pronounced the same as my last name. This is the town where the King's Champion came from, but they eventually moved to a place called Scrivelsby. We think that our family was the King's Champion. But we still have a few gaps to fill in before we can say that we are that family. Dymock was a short stop because I wanted to go to Cheltenham. This is only because back in Melbourne I lived in the suburb of Cheltenham, so just for irony sake I needed a picture of Cheltenham in England.

Cheltenham was an even shorter stop than Dymock and we started for Cheddar/Shipham. After quite a few wrong turns due to road work and the TomTom not knowing the road work, we eventually got to the Inn where I am currently typing all of this out. It is a nice quiet place where we have just had a rather big dinner. Tomorrow we are going to check out the gorge at Cheddar and possibly the shop where everyone can get their fill of free Cheddar samples.

So till then.

Past couple of days

So I finally am able to log onto Blogger and post about what I have been getting up to. Lets hope that I can remember it all hey.

Well when I had last written it was my first night in Edinburgh. After that post we all went out to dinner but it took forever to actually find a place in which Daisy would not complain and eat the food. We eventually settled for this Scottish Italian place. It was really nice. The next day we headed up to Rosslyn Chapel from the Da Vinci Code and looked around. I listened to the lady who was giving the speech and one person who had been through, thought that it was not the Holy Grail hidden there, but Elvis Presley. After the chapel we found a castle about an hour away and had lunch in a small gallery place. Then it was to another castle. Scotland is either full of them, or it is all that we see. Eventually we got back to Edinburgh and then Dad and I caught up with a friend of his, Jordan, and he took us to dinner at a place called Dog's Breakfast, or something like that. Afterwards Dad and Jordan went to Edinburgh Castle but I stayed behind just to relax and sleep.

The next morning we had a long drive ahead of us as we went to Loch Lomond, or at least we tried to. There was a pit stop along the way but I can't remember what it actually was that we saw. Bit of a shame but it was probably just another lake. Slowly we were making it up to the Loch. By the time we got there, I have to say it was actually worth it. It was quite a sight, there are island in the Loch itself and they are huge in Scotland. We had lunch at The Clansman which is just the local pub for a place which is in the middle of nowhere pretty much, but has great food. Except I ordered a Steak and Ale pie and there was no pastry around it. In England, at least what I have seen so far is that you don't get pastry all around the pie, only a puffed up pastry thingy on top of the meat. Then we started the drive to Blackpool which was over four hours and I felt every minute. When we got there it was extremely windy and cold. It also looks rather depressing. It is all dark and grey and the water looks awful, wouldn't want to go swimming in it. The room was tiny, it had two beds for Daisy and I, a sink, a television and that was about it. It was also up three flights of stair and I carried some heavy bags. I also think it is a small world by that the guy who ran the BnB accommodation place from Shenton Park. That night we found diner in a recently opened BnB that had an open restaurant. It was alright though parents thought it was a bit shotty. After Daisy and I walked back to the BnB and Mum and Dad went to the pier where there is the carousel and other carnival type rides.

This morning we got up extremely early because there was going to be a protest on in the street where the BnB was against foreigners. Seeing as we are what they were protesting about, and we needed to get out the street, we were out by 8. That is when we starting driving for somewhere to have breakfast and found Strafford. Found a nice little place where the place-mats said "Families welcome, children and grannies adored!" That was a little cute. After we found a music store and parents bought me two piano sheet books. Now I have another thing to look forward to when I get home. Then we  found the Iron Ore Bridge which is a world heritage site and the Museum of the Gorge. Personally it was a bit boring but all the mining in the area is really important in the furthering of humanity. Then it was onto Coventry where I am now typing this out in a Mercure Hotel where I can stretch out, relax and live in luxury. This has got to be the best accommodation that I have had the entire time I have been here so far, and probably will be the best cause this is a four star hotel and I am not staying in a hotel again.

So that is what I have been getting up to. I do hope that I have people reading this cause while I can't often remember too much of my trip, I still try type out what I can remember. I am missing Perth, though I think it is more so that people that I miss rather than the city itself, and I haven't even been away a month.

5 Generations

Well I didn't get to make a post about yesterday, so I am going to have to combine two days into one post. Madness.

Well yesterday we left my dad's uncle's and made our way onto the Lakes District. However it was a long trip, in total it was over 6 hours I think. We didn't really see that much on the way, but we did go to meet my Great Great Aunt. She is currently 95 years old and is turning 96 in the next couple of weeks. And to add more to my family my Great Grandma is also alive. But back to the Aunt, Dorothy, I think the most amazing thing about her is that after all these years she is as sharp as a tack. She could remember so much and it was kind of inspiring. I hope I have that much of my brain at that age. I also hope to make it to that age.

Then we eventually made it to the Lakes District. And my God, the words of the romantic poets do not do justice to what I saw. I have a couple of pictures that I will upload in a couple of hours to Facebook. It was just brilliant. You should be jealous Lit kids.

That night we had dinner at the local pub and stayed at this amazing BnB. In the morning for breakfast I had ordered pancakes with blueberries and the pancakes had blueberries cooked INTO the pancakes. It was delicious.

After breakfast we moved around the Lakes and we visited a waterfall. Well I followed the river thing up and there was just more waterfalls. It was never ending. I walked a good 2 kilometers and they were still going. After the waterfalls we went to the house of Beatrice Potter. All the stuff in the house was owned by her, they had kept it all. It turns out that her house is also where they filmed the television series about her stories. I thought that was pretty kool.

After that we decided we should really start getting onto the Edinburgh, but on the way we passed through Keswick. There was supposed to be this great car museum with famous cars like the Flinstones car, a Bond car and Mr Bean's car. However we got there and discovered that it had all been relocated to Florida. Massive shame. After lunch we finally got on the road to Edinburgh. And that is where I am typing this now. We are at the BnB which is above a hair salon. Weird, but I guess its what the Scot's do.

Don't know what we are going to do tonight, its currently 7:34 and when you look outside, you would swear its 3 in the afternoon on a cloudy day. It is really tripping my out this whole light thing. I will get my head around it eventually, but by that stage I will be back in Australia most likely.

That was a joke, so laugh.

Oh Lordy!

I didn't make a post about my day yesterday. The shame! The shame! Well we got up and we were running a bit late to pick up the rental car. Eventually we made it down to Slade Green and got the car after about 20 mins where the lady behind the desk didn't really knew how a computer worked.

But we were soon on the road and on our way to meet my dad's second cousin Richard and his wife Jen who live just out of Norwich (pronounced Norridge, confusing much?) and we spent the rest of the day with them. We chatted and then Mum, Dad, Richard and Jen went for a walk down to the river while I stayed behind with Daisy. Then that night they cooked us dinner and we stayed at there house.

Now it is today, and we are going to a place called Penrith. Also I know I haven't put up any pictures yet, but I do have some, not from country England but from London. It's not many though. And I also have one or two pictures of me with my cork hat. So Diaan, Mel and Betty, those pictures should be up soon.

But till then.

Day 2

So I woke up really slowly and we all moved in a bit of a relaxed fashion. So relaxed in fact that we didn't have breakfast until 10:30am. Bit awkward if I do say so myself. Then we saw the outside of Westminster Abby, went to Kensington Palace were 7 princesses have lived in the past. Then we went and saw Shrek the Musical!

Well it was fantastic staging of the musical, the songs were great but I have to say, that some of the acting, not so great. Mum and I are actually terrible and we were making our comments about the acting from the first moment we got out. Then we caught up with cousins James and Phil and James' wife Julie. We had dinner at an Aussie Burger joint. Just because we don't have enough Australian food as it is. Now I am back at the place in which we are staying and it is almost 11pm. Pretty big day for Daisy especially seeing as she was up at 7:30.

Tomorrow we rent a car and start our journey around England. I don't know whether I will have internet access. I hope I do because well, I like the internet to be honest.

Here's hoping.


So it turns out that I didn't actually need to nap, and therefore I did not nap. Bit of a letdown, I know and I apologise for getting you all worked up about me going for a nap. I promise not to do it again. So eventually we left the BnB place that we are staying at and went into London and visited the HMS Belfast. I have some pictures which I will upload to facebook later. The ship was a big thing for the Royal Navy in England and they have made it look great. There were a lot of fake people in the ship filling in all the roles that used to be done on the ship. I took a lot of pictures of the fake pictures.

Then we started to go to the London Tower Bridge, but Daisy was so tired that we did not go up, and well, it was also shut. That sort of thing does tend to get in the way of things. We then began what turned out to be a long walk to find a pub to have some dinner. The pub was O'Neal's. The food was below average. Once to try and never again.

Then we finally came back here to where I will now call home for another 2 nights, including this one. While I am typing this, I am watching Lara Croft: Tomb Raider with Mum and Dad. I think that I will go to bed soon however.

It's a plan stan!


Well I am now here in London. I made it through the flight to Singapore and that was actually alright. Then the plane was delayed to leave for London which was annoying cause instead of waiting 3 hours, we had to wait for 6 hours. Oh yes, I was a happy chappy. The London flight was alright I guess, but it could have been better.

This is probably my last post for today, cause I need a little bit of sleep. Then we are going out to explore. This post isnt really interesting, but so far that is the same as the trip. But I have been on a boat down the Thames and seen some of the sights. Pretty kool.

I miss Perth. Scary, but true. But I know that I am going to have a heap of fun here. Just got to stop thinking and stuff.

Not Too Far Yet

I leave for 6 months soon. Like, really soon. Next Friday actually. I have just over a week until I go on a holiday of a life time. I think I am starting to get a bit scared. I mean, this is a huge thing to take in. I won't see any of my friends or family for 6 months and I will be meeting new people every day. It is rather intense. I am only just coping cause while this revelation is hitting me, I am looking after my sister and getting her ready for school and stuff.

Help guys?

At Last

Today I completed my last delivery for the Salmat distribution company. And on this very momentous day, the giant spider that I have seen every time I have walked around since mid January, had disappeared. Yet I am fairly confident that it had been dead for the entire time and was just stuck to the web. It was still rather fitting, emotional and nostalgic. I think.

No longer will I walked past the beautiful houses down the second shortest street in the estate. No more will I have to struggle with putting junk mail in the mail boxes of the flats at the end of the shortest street in the estate. I will no longer have to push the extremely old, rickety noisy trolley around. I have probably mentioned this in my post yesterday, but it still stands. I may miss it. Well hey, now I need a new form of exercise.



Tomorrow will be the last day that I make a delivery for the Salmat distribution company. After 5 months of working for Salmat, tomorrow will be the last time that I have to begin my hour long walk with my Star Wars headphones on, with my rickety and loud trolley around the streets of my estate, putting junk mail in people's letter boxes.

No longer do I have to worry about the awkwardness of running into people at their drive ways when giving them junk mail. I will no longer be forced to wait, standing there urging to twiddle my thumbs, only to find them being used to hold the dreaded mail, while the older lady slowly makes her way towards me to collect the pile of junk. Tomorrow is freedom.

In other news I have had a great idea for a movie screenplay. However I only have the base idea for now. I still need to come up with a story and stuff, but if I ever make the movie, it will look just amazing. Right now I am about to go to bed, cause I am really tired and need to get up to get Daisy ready for school and stuff. So its goodnight from me, and its goodnight from him. Goodnight.

Who knows where that is from?


This is my 100th post ever since my first post back in the good ol' 2009. And I feel that this is a very momentous occasion. It is a great time in which I have shown a commitment over a number of years to a blog with very minimal exposure of my just spilling my guts about my day to day life. I am actually a bit proud of myself, because this is like a journal. In the past I have tried journals and I have failed hopelessly. But now, I am succeeding. But I also feel like a complete pig. However that is something completely different altogether.

So. 100 posts. Should I write something inspirational? Something moving? Something emotional? Or how about I write something with a hidden meaning. Then again, a lot of what I write has a hidden meaning. And only I know the meaning. Sometimes Betty knows the meaning, but that is only after I tell her the secret code. We are just so cool together. Back on topic however, I feel that this post needs to have something in it that can separate it from all the other posts. I could do various shout outs to people like Gustav Zoidburg and ClaireLouise, the only two people who I believe regularly read this or at least see if there is a new post. I could pretend to come out as a homosexual, however I think that joke has been overplayed quite a bit.

This is turning out to be quite a dull post. I need to jazz things up a bit here on this blog. Maybe I can do some advertising and get thousands of people reading this, cause I write just the most amazing words. Well when I am a super famous actor people will be going back to my first post to learn all their is about me and then stalk me. And those people shall be scarred by what they read. Maybe I could tell you all the Oompa Loompa story. No, that is way too mean. I think I will just leave you with the following words:

So long, and thanks for all the fish.

Peanut Butter

I have been told to just do, not think. So that is what I am doing, I'm just do-ing. And so far I have been doing a good job of it. Like I mean I haven't really thought much about anything. I am really handy like that. Well also I have been driven into a pit of boredom from nothing to do around the house, and me not wanting to do the housework cause I can't get my music working properly.

Well I made a decision based upon the do philosophy. It was a very big decision. It was a decision about life, the universe, and everything in it. Now that I am looking at the consequences of my decision, I am not sure whether I made the right one. I mean, come on. Should I have eaten the last of the peanut butter, or leave it for Daisy to eat. This decision is really eating me up. Oh dear, that was a terrible pun. I feel disgusting.

I mean, if I am in my 'do' state of mind, then my brain says that I have made a fantastic decision. However if I switch brains and go into 'think' mode, then my brain says, I should have left that peanut butter in the pantry and never go back to it. But no, I want back to the peanut butter.

Now that I have it, I don't know whether my stomach can handle all of the peanut butter. Like, will my system accept or reject the food source. I don't know and I need help. But at the same time I do know. However I am going to stay in the 'do' state of mind because that is was humanity wants of me. And it is really fun being in the 'do' mind, cause the peanut butter taste's great. Yet when I slip back into 'think' mind, I can see that if I finish this tub of peanut butter, I will feel terrible at the end.

Either way I suffer pain and I can't tell which is worse. I mean, I put the peanut butter back now, but then people see it as cruel. I finish it off and then put it back, but it is cruel. Either way it is cruel, and I deserve to rot in peanut butter hell.

But on other news the other day I scraped skin off my finger. It really hurts when I move me finger. It's getting better though. I got my new wallet. It is a pirate designed wallet. I think that it is the bee's knees. I leave for London in less that 13 days. Oh my dear Lord that is less than 2 weeks. I have two junk mail deliveries left and I am completing one of them later today/tomorrow. I miss certain friends. I need to see them like now. I am seeing Nicole on Monday, that will be great because I haven't seen her since last year. It is incredibly intense.

For you nerds out there, if there are any nerds, I have put in a reference to a Douglas Adam's book. From the Hitchhikers series. Who is able to find the reference? Who has actually read all of this? I have ranted for a long time and it has just gone on 1:23am.

I want to be able to do the right thing, but when I look at myself and try to make the right decision, all I see is a complete asshole, just staring back at me through the mirror. And I loathe that person. With every cell of my body.

All cells!


My Lord I am bored. I am just sitting around at home, doing nothing, just waiting for Daisy to finish school so that we can go and buy her new runners. I am currently just watching an episode of Scrubs and typing this out. All of my friends go to university, or tafe or some place of learning. None of them are taking a year off or anything so I am the only one who just stays at home everyday doing pretty much nothing. It get can awful lonely. But mostly it just gets boring. Like I know that I have a lot of work to do, such as getting my American Visa, booking accommodation, planning my trip in general and sorting what I am going to take to when I leave, for 6 bloody months.

I want someone to come here and chill with me. Get me out of this pit of boredom. Play a game with me or something. I NEED DISTRACTION.



Just ate lunch. I drove to McDonalds and ordered a medium Big Mac Meal. I had it with a Sprite. I know how much everyone likes to know about what I eat for lunch everyday, but yeah. I am going to pick Daisy up in around 45 minutes from camp. It will actually be good to see her again. As much as I don't want to say it I have actually missed her. That and it tends to get lonely when it is just me lying around here doing nothing. Last night wasn't so bad cause Sam was here. But all the other nights I was a bit lonely.

According to my countdown, I leave for London with Daisy in 17 days, 1 hour, 16 minutes and 45 seconds. However there are less seconds as I type this more and more. It is starting to hit me that for 6 months I will not be able to see any of my friends. I will be making new friends, but missing all the ones here in Perth. It is going to suck a lot, but it should be a good trip.

My house is a mess right now. I need to clean it all up before I pick Daisy up otherwise she will not stop bugging me. Can someone please just come round and clean it up for me? Just because I am feeling a lazy and I don't want to get up and clean it. I just want to chill here on this seat and relax. However I am not that lucky cause I have to sort 12 different catalogues for delivery tomorrow. That IS going to kill me. This is what happens when you do a job that increases with work during public holidays.

Damn you Mother's Day!


This is a post only just to show off the fact with an update on Blogger, I can now post in different fonts. I have have been able to do this before, but I didn't realise. Now I do and I just have to show it off to the world. I think that everyone should enjoy this new feature. I can also change the size of the font,have a line through what I type, and even change the colour.

I am so cool.