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Chuck another shrimp on the barbie!

So we finally got round to getting a proper aussie barbecue.
Husb had to go on a specific barbecue shopping trip this time to Bunnings Warehouse, which is like B&Q in the UK. This was to minimise any instances of getting waylaid with my buying, shoes, clothes, umbrellas, t-shirts – anything I could lay my hands on really. There’s not many opportunities to buy that sort of stuff there!

The plan worked, we went for a barbecue to a shop in the middle of nowhere and a barbecue we came away with!

This ain’t no run of the mill barbecue either no no, this is the Jumbuck Chef 4 Burner BBQ no less

Check her out – she’s a beauty isn’t she?
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Why do I never get picked?

Inaugural sausage sizzle completed, we found out that the Victorian Parks Association were holding a ‘picnic day’ and one of the volunteers came over to tell us that they were holding a ‘bring the zoo to you’ a bit later in the afternoon where the kids are able to get up really close to the animals.

There were loads, snakes, dingos, cute little Koalas and a baby kangaroo. The guy that was presenting it all has his own company and he was absolutely great with the kids really engaging with them.
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Check out my sausage . . .

Last Sunday we decided to dust off the bikes and go for a bike ride to enjoy the good old Australian countryside.
We went down to Lysterfield Park which is about 20 mins or so from our house and was the site of the 2006 Commonwealth Games Mountain Biking course.
There are some really good mountain biking tracks all around the park, ranging from a nice easy flat one around the lake, to some really challenging ones through the forested areas. (As I had the Bear on board my bike – as seems to be the usual at the moment!) you can guess which trail we took!
Lysterfield Park is absolutely massive though and we just can’t get over how much open space there is so close to the city, the route round the lake is 5.5K so it would be a really nice running route as well.

As well as our bike riding, I thought it would be cool to take some sausages and onions and use one of the many free barbecues that are around in all the parks and open spaces and cancel out the exercise we were going to do by having a ‘sausage sizzle’ at the picnic ground. This was the first time we had attempted to use one of them although we had seen them everywhere, but they are really simple to use. So we packed up all the stuff we would need, and set about creating culinary magic.

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Far from home

I did have another post that I was all set to publish today, it was one about our weekend. I think I will save that one for another time though.

It just didn’t feel right posting it the way that I am feeling today. It doesn’t reflect my mood at this very moment as I write this. It would just be another story of something that we did which is all well and good but not right for today.

While I started my blog as a journal to chronicle our Australian adventures, big and small. And as a diary of memories for the Bear to read in the future being too young now to remember his time as a ‘Little Aussie Nipper’. I also started blogging as an outlet for my thoughts and feelings so that I could look back on it and remember what the whole experience actually felt like at the time and I suppose to help me through the times when I am finding it tough.
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Shopping up a storm

In a (very unlike us) effort to get organised for Chrimbletide, we packed up the Bear and went on an excursion to Chadstone a massive shopping centre not far from us, this weekend.

Well I say it was for Christmas, really we went to buy a barbecue because we decided enough was enough and in order to fully immerse ourselves in Aussie life and culture we needed to get the largest most ridiculously expensive outdoor oven (as featured on ‘Better Homes and Gardens’) that we could possibly find. We made it our mission, this was the weekend we were going to do it, kit ourselves out so that we could ‘chuck another shrimp on the barbie’ and other stereotypical Aussie things!

Husb however, is really not the most patient of men and the idea of going to a labyrinth of a shopping centre the size of a small town, were you can never find the exit until you are so dehydrated, claustrophobic and deprived of natural light that you are ready to sell a lung to the first person to show you how to get out, fills him with such dread that he would rather boil one of his own eyeballs then go shopping.

Add to this the fact that he has me, (shopper extrodinaire) to contend with who simply has to ‘pop in here for a second’ just to look at the shoes, and then ‘oh thats lovely isn’t it, wouldn’t it go well with my new jeans, let me just run in and check they have my size’ and ‘Oh can I just go in there for a min, I saw it on TV and want to see if it is as nice material as it looked’, or some other lame excuse to spend his money browse. Then add a 20 month old squirmy child (who seems to have inherited his dads lack of patience) to the mix who HATES being in his pram for more than 3 seconds and it would seem we have the perfect cocktail for divorce.

So with this in mind it was with some trepidation that we made the journey to Chadstone Shopping Centre.
The journey wasn’t at all bad, about 20 minutes and we were there
Score 1.

In to the multi storey, found parking space immediately, (they had these nifty little lights that tell you where there are spaces to save you driving around like a loon getting road rage when some ignorant driver, decides to conveniently ignore the fact that you are indicating to go into a space and then nip into it and claim it was theirs all along)
Score 2.

Then into the shopping centre we went, I was shocked by the lack of people, I thought it would be absolutely jam packed with it being a Saturday in the run up to Christmas. Obviously a few people but no where near the amount of people that would be in say Westfield Shopping Centre in Shepherds Bush this weekend
Score 3.

The other thing that we noticed while wandering aimlessly trying to get the Bear to go to sleep in his pram (he didn’t) was that although it is nearing Christmas and is now acceptable to advertise it; apart from the odd Christmas Tree in the larger Department Stores and a bit of festive postering here and there, that was it, there was no ramming it down your throat like there is in the UK. It was all together a rather pleasant shopping experience
Score 4.

I wonder if it is because Christmas falls in the summertime here so it is not the only thing to look forward to, whereas in the UK, Christmas is the only ray of light in a long cold dark winter (sorry to rub it in UK readers but it’s very nearly Summer here!).
Anyway as our shopping expedition was so pleasantly surprising we got loads of stuff, shirts, shorts, dresses, tops, shoes, sun umbrella . . . . loads.
Our Monster Truck was jam packed on the way home, yet something was niggling at me, I couldn’t for the life of me remember what it was though.
Anyway – all this writing is making me hungry, I think for tonights dinner we will chuck some shrimps on the . . . . .
Oh crap!

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