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Let me paint you a picture. It’s a beautiful Western Australian morning, albeit bloody cold at 0600, the kind that makes you think caravanning is the greatest idea anyone has ever had. A couple of hours later, somewhere in suburbia, Kay is gearing herself up to back a pseudo-caravan into a tight space with the

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A cheerful grumble about calendars, quarterly reviews, and learning to exist in the in-between. There is a particular flavour of frustration that nobody warns you about when you develop a life-changing condition. It isn’t pain, exactly, and it isn’t boredom, though both of those can show up uninvited and help themselves to the biscuits. No,

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They call it the open road. Freedom. Nomadic bliss. What they don’t show you on Instagram or YouTube is the 45-minute marital dispute over backing into a tight campsite while an entire audience of retired or semi-retired nomads sips wine and beer while grading your performance. If you’ve ever considered trading your brick-and-mortar sanity for

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Indisposed actually. Let’s bring you up to date, and ask Michael to tell the story as he remembers it. I’d written this just after I was given the warning order that discharge from Sir Charles Gairdner Hospital was imminent; this is much abridged – however the detail in here may help you or someone you

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We left Yanchep National Park and headed for Gingin Tourist Park to meet up with Steve and Wendy, our travel mates to the Pilbara again.  They were getting their car serviced and their caravan, so were booked in for 5 days, but they’re extending as, like us, are waiting for Australia Post to deliver. We