Beach No 63: Queens (10 March 2019)
They’re my rules and I’ll break them if I want to. And today was a day to break them. It’s my 50th birthday, it’s a Sunday, the weather is inviting,…
They’re my rules and I’ll break them if I want to. And today was a day to break them. It’s my 50th birthday, it’s a Sunday, the weather is inviting,…
Since 2010 I’ve been visiting Sydney’s beaches in alphabetical order. I’ve reached number 51: Milk. As I hop on my bicycle to ride to Milk Beach at 9:30 am I’m…
Is this a bit of a cheat? I visited Lady Martin’s on 17 May 2015 – one week before I departed for my midlife gap year – but never posted…
Bonjour (again) France Sunday 23 August (Day 91 of my midlife gap-year) 11:35 am , Cherbourg YHA: I woke to the ferry-wide announcement that we were soon arriving in Cherbourg.…
Until recently I was dreading Lady Bay. It is the second of, I think, three ‘clothing optional’ beaches in Sydney (this one granted that status in 1976). The first in…
Kutti Beach is in Vaucluse, long the most affluent of Sydney suburbs and still in the top five. Prior to European colonisation the area was home to the Birrabirragal clan…
Living in Sydney brings joy to my life. Even when all else is shit, when plans fail, promises are broken and my mood is sour to see Sydney Harbour, the…
Writing about our visit to Fairlight Beach is an exercise of memory. If I wrote something at the time I’ve lost it and it’s now August 2014. April 2013 feels…
Somehow this beach went missing … even though it was written up and the photos were edited, ah well. Here it is now. It’s funny how a project designed to…
I’ve been a bad blogger. Our visit to Delwood Beach not only seems ages ago but was, in fact, ages ago. The couple whose engagement party we attended in Manly…