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Dee Why Armed Robbery

Wednesday, July 28th, 2010

Dee Why Armed Robbery News Headlines

This was yesterday’s new headlines in the local Manly Daily yesterday after the terrible event on Monday. It seems that the Northern Beaches is fast becoming as unsafe a place to live as the rest of the world.

Dee Why is very local to us and we have a fair few friends living there so we were all a bit shocked to hear the news. Fortunately no innocent parties lost their lives.

The armed robber was shot dead by a guard when he tried to rob an armoured van outside Dee Why RSL. He has not yet been identified. There was one innocent bystander injured by a shot in the foot but luckily no one else was injured.

For the full story go here.

Belated Birthday Celebrations in Manly

Tuesday, June 22nd, 2010

On Sunday Mat and I actually left the Insular Peninsular and ventured all the way down to Manly for Ruth’s belated birthday celebration.

She chose the 4 Pines in Manly for a relaxing Sunday afternoon lunch and sample of the beer; the 4 Pines is also a brewery and have a fine selection of their own beers. Mat and I had given Ruth, Henry and Cam a lift so they could drink and we met up with Wayland & Kirstie and Phil & Teri there. It worked out quite well as Manly is a good middle point for all of us and I had assumed this was the reason behind the choice in venue, though apparently it wasn’t; Ruth wasn’t as thoughtful as she appeared and had picked it simply because she had gone there the week before and liked it (I mean to say, how selfish :-P lol)!

It was a beautifully sunny day but not quite warm enough to sit outside. The inside of the place was very nice though and they sold the beer in pints which made a refreshing change from the usual Aussie scooners. The beer wasn’t particularly cheap at around $9 a pint but the general consensus was that it was very good beer and worth the extra money for something a bit different and a pleasant atmosphere.

The food was exceedingly good and very reasonable averaging at $20 for a main course. There was a good selection ranging from the enormous mega burger, to fish & chips and Mushroom risotto. I chose the chicken pie and was not disappointed. In fact everyone reckoned mine was the best. There was heaps of chunky moist breast and pieces of bacon accompanying the vegetables topped with a lovely puff pastry lid. It was a good size and if I’d wondered whether I should have ordered chips to go with it I was very glad I hadn’t afterwards.

Henry surprised us all (apart from Ruth who has to cater for his bottomless pit on a daily basis) by ordering a mega burger and a main course dish of mussels and managing to eat them both but this was by no means a sign that the dishes were on the small size; they weren’t. Mat had the mussels as well and found them to be most satisfying, though I think he did pinch a few of Ruth’s chips!

Celebrating at the 4 Pines in Manly

Going round the table from the left: Phil, Teri, Ruth, Henry, Cam, Kirstie, Wayland, Mat and me.

After food we all went for a wander in the sun and I made myself incredibly sick by having an ice cream and large coffee. All in all it was a lovely day and great to catch up with everyone; Phil and Teri had just come back from two weeks home in the UK and we just don’t see Wayland and Kirstie as often as we would like because they live all the way out in the city (yes, we are very lazy – they don’t call Avalon the Insular Peninsular for nothing)!

Permanent Residents At Last!

Friday, May 14th, 2010

I was just discussing with Mat this morning the sending of additional visa documentation to the Visa Office in support of our residency application when, looking up from the computer where he was checking his emails, he said that he didn’t think we would need to worry about that as our visas had been granted.

WOOH HOO!!! We both did a little woop and a skip and then re-read the email to make sure we were correct. Yes, as of the 13th May we are both now permanent residents of Australia! Grats to us! Who says the 13th is unlucky?

Abercrombie National Park

I like to add pictures to my posts so here are Mat and I in the Australian bush, Abercrombie National Park, back in March. We were camping at the Sink Campsite whilst on an off-roading trip with our friends Wayland and Kirstie and my brother – very Australian :-)

Project 365

Thursday, May 13th, 2010

On Tuesday, as I wasn’t working in the office, I went for a brisk early morning constitutional down to the beach. Of course I took my camera with me and after getting some interesting shots of an Ibis on the walking track to North Avalon I decided today would be a good day to start my Project 365.

What is Project 365? Well, if you are frequentor of Flickr.com you may be familiar with it as it is very popular among photographers. It’s basically a commitment that one makes to take a photograph for every day of the year (and then upload it to Flickr if that’s your choice of platform). I think if you are doing it seriously then there are other rules but I’m just going to do it for me so that’s as far as I’m going.

My main aim is to improve my composition and eye for an interesting photo by regular practice. As I only have a basic point and shoot I’m not expecting brilliant photography but I figure the science behind it is something I can learn at a later date when I get a manual SLR or the like. There is no point in being able to take a physically brilliant photo if my composition is shit. A good photo is a piece of art, in my opinion anyway.

So, you can find my photostream here for now and with any luck I will be able to add a Flickr feed to this blog later so that any new photos appear in the sidebar. Shown below are my photos for Tuesday, Wednesday and today:

Grafitti Ibis

The Ibis regards the somewhat jaded grafitti and is of the definite opinion that it is in need of an overhaul.

The first photo is already explained. Yesterday’s shows my brother’s amazing and wonderfully colourful piece of grafitti art that he did for Mat and I on his visit. I wasn’t sure whether to do a closeup or include all the surrounding rubbish. I opted for including some of the rubbish as I figured it depicted our “Life” which goes with the word “Life” on the art board.

This morning, as I was finishing tidying the kitchen I heard next door’s dog, Sparky, barking in the garden. I grabbed my camera and took the opportunity to snap some pics through the chain link fence and amazingly this one came out okay. He is the cutest little terrier (not sure what type) with the biggest sticky up ears I have ever seen :-)

Life grafitti

Our life surrounding Life

Sparky the terrier

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Thank You Bro!

Thursday, March 25th, 2010

Me & Rich at Avalon Beach A big thank you to my bro for finally making it over to Australia for a holiday.

The last month has been fantastic and it was with a heavy heart that me and Mat had to drop Rich at the airport yesterday. I will miss having him here very much but I have also gained a lot from our long chats and have much to think about. I vow to be more positive; positivity breeds content :-)

I shall, in time, get around to posting some pictures from our many adventures but for now this shows me and Rich at Avalon Beach on Monday just before we went for a refreshing swim.

That’s Not A Cat

Friday, February 26th, 2010

After a slight hitch getting through customs my brother finally stepped through arrivals at Sydney Kingsford Smith airpport last night and began his adventure.

Hint to anyone travelling here to visit relatives from their home country: Don’t take them any credit cards in their name; post them instead. After waiting over an hour for my brother a customs guy finally came out asking me for ID before handing me my Lloyds credit card that my brother had brought out for me from the UK. He stated that if anyone brings cards into the country that aren’t in their own name it becomes a matter for the federal police. They had kept my brother aside for ages, interrogating him and only finally believed his story when I tried to ring his mobile to find out where the hell he was. Apparently they wouldn’t let him answer it but were persuaded that it was me and came out to find me so I could validate his story!

Finally we got back to Avalon and had a relax before Mat went to bed as he had to work today. I stayed up with my brother and we were chatting away at our table outside when Rich suddenly started making noises to something under the table and said that a cat had just appeared.

“A cat?” I said. “We don’t get cats round here.” I looked down to see a brush tailed possum boldly sniffing Richie’s hand. He pulled it away quickly and then we both went to grab our cameras.

We get possum visits regularly in our garden if we’re outside late at night but this one was extra inquisitive and bold as brass. It was as if she had decided to give my brother a proper Aussie welcome and he was chuffed to bits. His first encounter with Australian wildlife couldn’t have been better.

Brush Tail Possum has a sniff at Rich Closeup of Possum sniffing Rich's hand Rich tries to get a photo of the Possum sniffing his hand Brush Tail Possum investigating our table

More Dreadlocks

Thursday, February 25th, 2010

Apologies for lack of posts lately; I have been very lax. So much for my good New Year intentions!

Anyway, I thought I would take an opportunity to post some more dreadie pictures but this time it’s Mat’s turn!

Yes, he decided his hair length was getting too annoying and instead of cutting it off (something he kept threatening me with when I annoyed him as he knows I like it long) he decided to try dreadlocks too :-)

So last Sunday we went back to New Town. Henry and Ruth joined us at Wayland and Kirstie’s house and we all went for a quick drink at the pub before Mat took the plunge. He went back to Sharon at In Visible Light as she did such a fab job with mine – for anyone looking to get dreadlocks in the Sydney area I would definitely recommend it.

Me, Kirstie and Ruth accompanied Mat and stayed with him while he got started:

Mat gets his first dreadlock The first row of dreads is underway

There is only so much dreading one can watch before it gets monotonous so I left Mat to it (as he did when I got mine done) and accompanied the girls to Kirstie’s friend’s swimming pool which she has the use of. It was an absolutley scorching day so the cool water was most welcome and we whiled away a good few hours sitting by the side of it chatting, jumping in every so often to cool off. Poor Mat was stuck in the hot, sticky shop with no air-con while the other lads were at the pub.

After a while we began to get hungry so thought we’d pop in and see how Mat was getting on before getting some food. He was about two thirds of the way through the dreading process and then would have to have the perming solution put on.

Dreads are just over half way to completion

After Mat declined the offer of some food we went to find the others. They were still at the pub and pretty enebriated by this stage; Henry was positively “maggot”! We took their order for Thai and once we’d collected it said we’d see them back at Wayland and Kirstie’s after they’d finished their beers.

A yummy Thai meal and a fair few more beers later (except for Ruth who was driving and me for some reason, even though Mat wouldn’t have had any drinks so could drive back) Mat finally arrived around 8pm after seven hours of hair pulling, sporting his new style:

Mat back at Wayland's with his finished dreadies

He was very happy with his dreads and still is, now the nasty ammonia smell has finally gone. He reckons they are much more managable at work when he’s up trees and wearing a helmet. So far I’ve only had to pull one big piece of twig out from a couple of dreads that it had lodged into. I’m sure there will be more though :-)

Me and Mat - the dreadie couple

So now we are a proper dready couple. At first I thought it would be a bit wierd with both of us having dreadlocks but now I reckon it’s cool. After all, as someone pointed out, if one person likes dreads then chances are they will be attracted to someone else with dreads so couples that both have them isn’t completely uncommon.

Dreadlocks At Last

Friday, January 8th, 2010

After two whole years of umming and ahing I finally decided to make the committment and get dreadlocks!

I first started looking into dreads seriousy this time last year and after doing a fair bit of research online and getting quotes I decided to go with In Visible Light in Newtown on the outskirts of Sydney, Newtown being Sydney’s centre of alternativeness. It had been recommended on a local forum I had read and after visiting a couple of other “specialists” it was the one I trusted the most; afterall, I’m looking at dreadlocks as a good ten year committment and when my hair is the length it is (past my bum now) the last thing I want is for someone to fuck it up, to put it bluntly.

There are various trains of thought on dreadlocks; one being (from my good friend Seb who had dreadies for a long time) that they should be free cos you should get a mate to do them. Alas, I would have liked to have gone down this path as it would have made them more special but I do not have any friends out here that have done it before and therefore would have my trust – sorry. Aside from flying Seb out here to do it, which I strongly considered for a while as it would have only been fracionally more expensive than the first quote I had, I decided there was no other option than to go professional.

So anyway, the Sunday after boxing day we arrived at In Visible Light around 11.30am and by 11.45 Sharon, the owner, had got stuck in to the lengthy task. She obviously has had a lot of experience because when she predicted the process would take approximately twelve hours she was spot on; it was completed at exactly 11.45pm! Here are the pictures before I go into a more lengthy explanation:

Mat hung around for the first hour or so before leaving me with the car and catching a train into Sydney. Sharon had one girl helping her in the shop and another friend there stayed around for a few hours to get us coffees and lunch in return for a cupcake from next door which he has an addiction to! Everyone was very friendly and talkative and the time flew by. The shop itself is not actually a hair salon but sells alternative clothing and fetish gear. Sharon just specializes in doing dreadlocks, hair extensions and various types of braiding which all go along with the alternative scene.

The process:
Sharon uses a slightly different technique to most people. Instead of using wax which stays in the hair, clogs it up and requires constant replenishing in the early days of the dreads she uses cotton. After back combing and rubbing the hair into the dreadlock strands she then binds them in place with biodegradeable cotton sewn all the way down the length. After the whole head is complete an ammonia perming solution is then put on the hair for an hour and a half to help fix it in place. The end result is not unlike braids as from a distance they look similar, although I did opt for quite thin dreads compared to the normal thick ones you see. After a couple of weeks they should fluff up a bit more and the cotton should start to recede into the centre of the dread.

The bonus with this method is that there is minimal after care, though I think it will still take up to six months for them to look like proper dreads!

I was going to link to Sharon’s my space page but on looking at it there doesn’t appear to be much on there apart from the shop address. I’ll have to ask about that next time I visit as she said there was a load of pictures of hair on there.

It’s nearly two weeks on now and a few strands have started to come loose in places but on the whole it’s looking good and I’m really happy with it. It’s the sort of hairstyle that gets better with time. One of the massive bonuses and the thing that really spurred me to get it done in the first place is that I no longer have to brush my hair – yippee – a task I detested every day. It means I can go swimming whenever I like and not worry about getting my hair wet – a major issue every summer for me as salt water in hair means washing, drying and brushing rigmarole each time – a major pain in the arse when I live on the Northern Beaches and Summer = Swimming in Sea! And it takes less time to dry too. Mat has started calling me Wooly Back cos it feels just like wool; kind of spikey :-)

So love dreads or hate them I’m not regretting it and quite frankly I don’t care what anyone else thinks. Australia seems to be a lot more open-minded than the UK and nobody at work mentioned it apart from a couple of people who said it looked nice.

P.s. One last thing I have to mention is that most people seems to think dreads smell cos you don’t wash them – this is bollocks!
You don’t have to wash them if you don’t want to but it’s no different to normal hair and I will be continuing my normal weekly washing routine.

Green Day Live at Acer Arena, Sydney 2009

Wednesday, December 16th, 2009

After work on Friday (11 Dec) Mat and I had to abandon our newly arrived guests (Squealer and Mally from Stroud) for we had our long-awaited gig to go to – Green Day :-)

After leaving a little late and then queuing for half an hour to buy t-shirts we missed the support band, Jet, unfortunately. I then queued for another fifteen minutes to buy chips and pies as we hadn’t had any food before leaving and were both pretty hungry. However, it was all timed really well because as we were just finishing the last chips the lights dimmed and the crowd errupted.

The first thing I noticed was, even though the tickets said no photography or filming equipment allowed, there were camera flashes going off left right and centre. I’m glad I had decided to take my camera anyway and I took a few shots and video clips here and there to capture the moment. We had pretty good seats; although they were right at the side of the stage, so the acoustics weren’t as good as they would have been in the centre, we were at the front of the first level above ground so got a really good view of everything.

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Beach Fishing at North Avalon

Thursday, November 26th, 2009

Last month we fancied doing something fun on our Friday night that also involved beer for the boys (obviously) and Kat suggested beach fishing.

Mat jumped at the chance as he has done limited fishing since we moved here and was keen for Nick to give him some tips so we gathered together the beer esky and other essentials and then all piled down to North Avalon to set up.

Fishing at North Avalon Me & Kat Fishing

Not a lot happened for the first half of the evening. Davo and Guinness joined us and it was a good excuse for the boys to do something practicle together and me and Kat to have a girly catch up.

I've found a sand fish, he's down there somewhere, I can smell 'im!

I've found a sand fish, he's down there somewhere, I can smell 'im!

A bit later on Nick finlly got a bite and spent the next half an hour to an hour battling with whatever was on the end trying to get it in. We were all a bit sceptical for ages as to whether it was just a large clump of seaweed getting sucked around by the waves but finally whatever it was got close enough that we could make out a shape and a lot of splashing. Apparently it was pretty big (I didn’t get close enough to see properly) as Mat was wading in and trying to bring it closer. However, we will never know as after all the hard work the line snapped and it escaped.

In an attempt to cheer Nick up and because we were all hungry we ordered pizza (explaining to the Pizza guy that we were the first group of fishermen down from North Av carpark). In betwen ordering and the pizza arriving Nick got another bite and this time managed to land the fish.

Nick's Fish Nick's Fish 2 Nick returning fish to sea

We weren’t exactly sure what it was but Nick suggested a gummy shark. As it was only small I took a few quick pictures before Nick was keen to throw it straight back. After googling various things if I have to hazard a guess I’d say Nick was right and it was a gummy, however this is by no means definitely correct and any comments from more knowledgable people are welcome!

At least we had some excitement, even if we didn’t end up with a nice fresh fish for supper. Our pizza finally arrived too, after having to chase them a few times; I suspect they were a bit dubious about the beach location for delivery, even though The Sheriff used to tell us he ordered pizzas at the beach all the time.