So after trying to steal a few minutes to upload and write a few things, I'm attacked by little people wanting to play board games, colouring and generally make a mess, but with a small bit of persuasion I have until the episode of Charlie and Lola finishes to scribble a few bits of what I've been up to the past few weeks, so here goes.. the count down is on.
First of all I should make you aware that I haven't stolen a small child from Fiji to take travelling with me, thats the little sweetheart I'm looking after/au pairing for, along with her brother, and their golden retriever Gypsie, out in the Wombat state Forest, just west of Melbourne. Leaving a small village in the UK 7 months a go, I've made full circle and slowly assimilating back into village life in an even smaller little place called Blackwood, just on the opposite side of the world. However I strongly assure you that village life, no matter what country your in, is always the same. And being here for only a week, I've already heard about 5 village drama's, learnt there is more societies than people, remembered everyone knows your gossip before you even know it, and been warned about the local creep to widely avoid. Nice!
But thats ok, and I'm quite enjoying the fact that everyone knows everyone, you always get a smile and a wave when out dog walking (from somebody I'm sure I will know very soon), and living in the 'outback' really isn't that isolated when you drive a massive UTE!!! Yes you heard that right, I feel like a real Aussie country gal in my big ford Ute...the Australian roads will never be the same again! (mwhahaha.) However the truck driving didn't get off to a very smooth start, as besides the fact it was the first automatic car I've driven, the controls on Australian cars aren't the same way round as the ones on cars in the UK, so conveniently when I want to indicate right, I actually press the super fast window wiper button! And when your trying to act cool in front of all the other kids and mums on the school run, it isn't very helpful. When in one of my mass window wiper/indicator panic session (which i hoped nobody noticed), one of the mum's even questioned my ability to drive, as I apparently changed the indicator direction at least 10 times, which in my opinion is a slight over exaggeration.... it was probably only 5 times..! (HEHE)
Oh and if it isn't the controls causing me problems, nearly killing 3 Kangaroo's that decided to celebrate my move to the countryside by hopping out in front of my car at 8am, was quite a shock to the system, but as the kids knew the Kangaroo's by name, they told them off through the window and all was good..
Driving aside however I'm quite enjoying living in a forest, the sound of Kookaburras waking me up with their god annoying laughter, having beautiful and relaxing walking trails (when i'm not having a panic attack thinking the twig attached to my leg is a deadly spider) and not having to worry about which outfit to wear each day, rather which clothes I don't mind getting muddy...
Au pair life is fun and different everyday,... thus far I've baked cakes, coloured 1000's of pictures, been asked to put vegemite (the aussie version of marmite) in their mash potato, absolutely sucked at playing hide and seek (apparently the classic behind the door doesn't cut it anymore), and when I first met the family, the first question I was asked is .. "Ella, your from England right??.. Have you met the queen?" (haha)
But its all fun and games, and at least now I really appreciate how hard it is to keep the house resembling a house, do laundry, make dinner, sort out the kids, make sure the fridge is full, and dust, hoover and make sure everything is sparkly and clean. God knows how my mum did all that as well as a full time job (so thanks Jules!!!)
.. ahh, I can hear the Charlie and Lola theme tune so in approximately 10 seconds I will have a little legs telling me all the important cookie baking and sand castle making we need to do so I've gotta run...5 months and 3 weeks to go,...shall do my best to keep you posted.... x
First of all I should make you aware that I haven't stolen a small child from Fiji to take travelling with me, thats the little sweetheart I'm looking after/au pairing for, along with her brother, and their golden retriever Gypsie, out in the Wombat state Forest, just west of Melbourne. Leaving a small village in the UK 7 months a go, I've made full circle and slowly assimilating back into village life in an even smaller little place called Blackwood, just on the opposite side of the world. However I strongly assure you that village life, no matter what country your in, is always the same. And being here for only a week, I've already heard about 5 village drama's, learnt there is more societies than people, remembered everyone knows your gossip before you even know it, and been warned about the local creep to widely avoid. Nice!
But thats ok, and I'm quite enjoying the fact that everyone knows everyone, you always get a smile and a wave when out dog walking (from somebody I'm sure I will know very soon), and living in the 'outback' really isn't that isolated when you drive a massive UTE!!! Yes you heard that right, I feel like a real Aussie country gal in my big ford Ute...the Australian roads will never be the same again! (mwhahaha.) However the truck driving didn't get off to a very smooth start, as besides the fact it was the first automatic car I've driven, the controls on Australian cars aren't the same way round as the ones on cars in the UK, so conveniently when I want to indicate right, I actually press the super fast window wiper button! And when your trying to act cool in front of all the other kids and mums on the school run, it isn't very helpful. When in one of my mass window wiper/indicator panic session (which i hoped nobody noticed), one of the mum's even questioned my ability to drive, as I apparently changed the indicator direction at least 10 times, which in my opinion is a slight over exaggeration.... it was probably only 5 times..! (HEHE)
Oh and if it isn't the controls causing me problems, nearly killing 3 Kangaroo's that decided to celebrate my move to the countryside by hopping out in front of my car at 8am, was quite a shock to the system, but as the kids knew the Kangaroo's by name, they told them off through the window and all was good..
Driving aside however I'm quite enjoying living in a forest, the sound of Kookaburras waking me up with their god annoying laughter, having beautiful and relaxing walking trails (when i'm not having a panic attack thinking the twig attached to my leg is a deadly spider) and not having to worry about which outfit to wear each day, rather which clothes I don't mind getting muddy...
Au pair life is fun and different everyday,... thus far I've baked cakes, coloured 1000's of pictures, been asked to put vegemite (the aussie version of marmite) in their mash potato, absolutely sucked at playing hide and seek (apparently the classic behind the door doesn't cut it anymore), and when I first met the family, the first question I was asked is .. "Ella, your from England right??.. Have you met the queen?" (haha)
But its all fun and games, and at least now I really appreciate how hard it is to keep the house resembling a house, do laundry, make dinner, sort out the kids, make sure the fridge is full, and dust, hoover and make sure everything is sparkly and clean. God knows how my mum did all that as well as a full time job (so thanks Jules!!!)
.. ahh, I can hear the Charlie and Lola theme tune so in approximately 10 seconds I will have a little legs telling me all the important cookie baking and sand castle making we need to do so I've gotta run...5 months and 3 weeks to go,...shall do my best to keep you posted.... x