A Change of Scenery

Anyone there?

Got sick of checking in and seeing no new posts?  Thought “Oooh doesn’t she think she’s all fancy, too busy to update her blog?  And sooooo not a natural blonde.”?

Well, if anyone is still there, and I’ve become rather fond of you since I started this site, I’d like to say hello.

From Sydney.  Not London.

We are home.

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First sight of Australia in 2.5 years.
I was having a moment when I took this – how beautiful is it??

I do find myself missing the UK, I’m a bit of a sook like that.  But it’s just wonderful being home.  I absolutely love living here, there is nothing like being near family and old friends.  Except for being near family and new friends… similar.

The move wasn’t all smooth sailing.  Ever been on a long haul flight with two vomiting children?  Not something you care to repeat in a hurry, is it?  Illness aside, the kids have been having a ball.   And that moment when you spot your family waiting for you at the airport is something that always stays with you – it’s just so special.

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It’s all one big adventure, but the kids still have some adjusting to do.  Then there have been the small, niggling things like… let me see… forgetting to tell the children what burrs look like.  So they scurry off, sans shoes, then start screaming as they find themselves in a prickle patch.   An excellent bit of parenting on my part.  Or when I tell them to put a hat on, and they come out in a big warm, woollen beanie.

And – oh my God – the third series of Downton Abbey has not even started yet.  But I will rise to the challenge and roll with the punches.  I will also be regurgitating other annoying cliches as I wake up and smell the coffee.  See what I did there? Boom!

So now I’m not longer “an Australian mother of two living in London.”  Soon I won’t be a stay-at-home mother… yes, it’s time to get back to work.  So there are plenty of changes at the moment.

I have had such fun writing this blog that I will definitely keep it going.  I hope you haven’t given up on me and buggered off.

That’s all for now, but I’ll leave you with a photo from our last few days in London.  I love it, despite just noticing my husband looks a bit evil. In the picture, that is.  Let it be known that my husband does not look evil in general.


12 thoughts on “A Change of Scenery

  1. Rachel – really happy for you, what a great time to move back to Australia too (especially after the piss poor non-existent summer we had here in Blighty). Might catch you in Sydney at Easter when we are visiting?

    LCM x

  2. mid30slife says:

    Thank you! While I don't miss London winters, (“Where is your mitten? Where is your mitten? WHERE IS YOUR MITTEN??????) I have completely come around to a cold Christmas. Plus I love the twinkly lights. Having said that, I am soooooooexcited about this Christmas with my family I might need medication to contain myself. X

  3. Kirsty @ My Home Truths says:

    Welcome back! Sounds like you have heaps to go on with yet you still find time to include some well placed cliches in your post – well done! Seriously, good luck in the transition and in heading back to work – you certainly don't do things by halves (see what I did there???)

  4. AlexanderResidence says:

    I can't believe I missed your departure! But so glasd to hear you are safe and sound, apart from the odd prickle. Happy New Year!

  5. *Sniff* I still can't believe you're not here and I'll miss you at Brit Mums Live this summer (yep I'm already looking forward to it!) but glad that you're home safe and sound and so glad you're going to keep up the blogging. Happy New Year Mrs! x

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