So, one day it happens. You become the person walking onto an Airbus A380 with a baby. For years I felt sorry for those people – you know, all sleep deprived and nervous-looking as they stroll through the plane to get to their seats. … Read more
I tell people that I’m home alone while my wife and baby are overseas and they raise an eyebrow. “Having a good time are we?” They ask, with a glint in their eye.
They’re thinking about nightclubs, boozy sessions down the pub with mates, wild weekends away and general debauchery. … Read more
So, after six months of internet research, getting advice from friends and calling every major airline to find out who catered best for baby travel, the three of us were all ready to embark on our biggest journey yet: A mere 14,000 miles from Sydney to London with a four month old baby.… Read more
It’s my new favourite out-of-town place. Stanwell Park.
Just an hours drive south of Sydney and just as the Wollongong sprawl starts, there’s a beach that I’ve visited a few times in the past four years, but for some reason it is now cementing itself as one of my favourite weekend destinations.… Read more
By no stretch of the imagination am I the first person to love the natural beauty of Seal Rocks, and I’m pretty sure I won’t be the last.
A four hour drive north of the traffic gridlock of Sydney is one of my favourite spots on the beautiful NSW coastline. … Read more
So. This was it. Our first major trip as a family. Well, when I say major, I’m talking about 3.7km. I’m talking about a twenty minute car drive in order to have a walk and hopefully pick up a cup of coffee and enjoy a nice coastal walk.… Read more