It’s been a short but busy week at work, after the labour weekend and Monday off. So what better way to end the working week than with a tramp at Forest hill, up to this vantage point? Continue reading “Our rowing and running racing week(end)!”
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Bluff hill
Today was mostly a day of tears. It’s been a hard day. Down days, up days, expect that when you move to a new country. I dissappear in a mountain of STUFF that needs to be done, then at other times I feel great. Continue reading “Bluff hill”