D-DAY (PART ONE)

The day has come. Not only is this my first proper blog post in years but, after 8 years away from Australia, I'm returning home. I made the decision in December last year, as work had been stagnating for a good 18 months and I felt I had reached the top of a very short career ladder. I spent a lot of the latter half of last year applying for other jobs without much success. With rapidly rising fuel costs, life has steadily become more expensive in the UK over the last couple of years - and my salary hasn't budged in 3 years now -  and while once I had a little spare change at the end of every month to stash away in nest egg fashion, it is reaching the point where I'm having to budget for basic car journeys.

FOOLISH APRIL

I'm a sucker for a cheap gimmick.
For anyone that doesn't speak a lick of French, it's a play on 'chateauneuf' (Cat On Egg)

If you don't know anything about wine either, then there's nothing I can do for you really... ;)

EYES ON THE PRIZE

One of the challenges of photography in England is the horse and cart narrowness of a lot of the rural roads. While I'm driving around with one eye on the road and the other on potential photo ops, I practically need a third eye to spot any potential spot where I can pull up. But sometimes I get lucky.

PASTORALE

One of those typical medieval style country villages full of quaint lanes and half timbered houses, Chilham has become one of my favourite spots to visit on a lazy sunny Sunday afternoon. There are also pretty extensive walking tracks around the village as it's part of the South Downs Way. This quaint summer scene of grazing sheep and ripening apples was just too perfect.

KENTISH

Well the last few weeks have been a bit of a blur! Between getting a job in the UK, going to Australia, finding some temporary digs (currently living in an uninsulated closet sized room for the next few months until I find something more long-term suitable), buying a car, having said car turn into a lemon before I even got it home, spending a fortune on getting the car fixed and plotting revenge on the scammy bastard who sold it to me, worrying about the puppy I left behind (it'll be a few months before I can bring him over), trying to get my laundry dry and learning a gazillion new things at my place of work (including how to go about fixing the database system that underpins about 50% of the work I have to do) - well, I have found a little time for eating and sleeping...