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    Guildford - My Favourite Sunday Afternoon Destination!

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    On Sunday, Darrell and I went to Guildford for Sunday lunch. Usually we head straight to The Guildford Hotel, but this week I had booked a table at The Stirling Arms, a little further down the historic high street.

    Guildford is a place I love to visit, in many ways, it reminds me a little of Britain. Being one of the older suburbs in Perth, it has many colonial buildings dating back to the 19th century and is a wonderful place to spend a leisurely Sunday afternoon. Surrounded by antique shops, antiquarian bookshops and second hand stores, we walked towards the Stirling Hotel, popping into the occasional shop for a browse. The antique furniture particularly caught my eye, which was competitively priced, when one considers the cost of cheap modern alternatives.

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    I was an hour early for my booking, but nothing was too much trouble for this friendly establishment, and we were immediately shown to our table, outside in the shade. The day was a warm 32 degrees and after ordering a drink, I made my way back to my seat. It was pleasant sat listening to live music in the garden, having a well deserved pint of Carlton Dry. This is the only time Darrell and I have to ourselves, and it is an important part of the week, sat together, spending quality time away from our less than ideal living arrangements.

    This was the first roast dinner I have eaten here in Australia and although very different to back home in the UK, it was nevertheless pleasant enough. The meat was actually cooked to perfection, just melting in the mouth. I could have stayed there all day, but Darrell wanted to get back and relax after a busy week of work. Personally I think we should have stayed longer, after all we don't do this too often, but then I'm not the one working at the moment.


    After a walk back to Midvale, I continued to complete my 10,000-step regime, as I do every day, walking around the garden, just to get my count up. All of a sudden, I went head long into one of the biggest spider webs I have ever seen. I stopped dead in my tracks and went cold, as I looked up. I had just bumped into one of the scariest spiders I have ever seen, and gingerly stepped back, away from the angry looking arachnid.

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    This is the first native spider I have seen since arriving in Australia, and it was a little different to what I expected. Usually I am the first to become acquainted with the large common Huntsman and although, according to my Mother in law, there are plenty about, I just happened to walk into a Golden Orb Weaving Spider; also native to Australia.

    Of course, I didn't know that was the species initially, but after getting close enough to take a photo, I looked it up online, where I learnt more about this ugly looking thing with extremely long legs.

    This was a female spider, the male being much smaller. To be honest, she probably devoured him anyway. She is also a great hunter and isn't particularly choosy about what she catches, but is picky when it comes to eating. The one piece of information I wanted to know, of course, is just how dangerous it is. Well according to Google, it is mostly harmless to humans, although if it bites you, it hurts - a lot! No more walking into spider webs for me!

    Mum-in-law said she would spray the pest if I wanted, to get rid of it, but in all honesty, I was fine leaving it exactly where it was. It wasn't causing any harm to me, and if anything, is doing the World of good catching flies and mosquito's that would otherwise cause problems inside the house. As long as I can see it, I am happy to leave it alone. If it ends up coming inside, I may well feel differently.

    That was the end of my Sunday - a good meal, a couple of pints and a date with a Spider. Rather different to what I am used to in the UK, but all part of the course when you are living down under. It won't be too long before I have been living here for three months; I am getting used to this place, insects and all. I am growing to like my life in Perth, no matter how difficult it is at the moment, and I am looking forward to many years of happiness in the future. For now, we will continue to do what we can to forge a new path and all the challenges that entails. In a few weeks I will finally be working and that can't come soon enough.

    Have a great week, y'all!

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    Christmas, Home or Away? Alastair Thompson!

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    My perfect Christmas is always at home with family. Especially after COVID, it makes you realise how much you value and appreciate them. Spending Christmas somewhere else would still be special, but there’s something about being at home which I treasure very much.

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    Christmas, Home or Away? James Anton De' Margio!

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    As much as I hate the cold, this is an easy one for me. My mother and I always planned to see northern lights from South Iceland, staying in a log cabin type accommodation, with that Christmas feel; log fire etc. I was my dream for me and her. One day I will do it and raise a glass to her memory.

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    John Forrest National Park and Mundaring Weir!

    John Forrest National Park
    On Monday, Darrell and I took a trip to Mundaring via the John Forrest National Park. This area isn't too far from where we are living temporarily, situated in the hills surrounding Perth. When we reached the summit, we were able to take a look-out across the bush, towards the city itself. The views were stunning, and I was able to see for the first time, just how vast this tiny part of Western Australia is.

    The bush itself is strangely beautiful, although in the blistering temperatures, it is difficult to appreciate it, in its full glory. Staying outside for longer than just a few minutes, does take it out of you. I was of course dosed up on factor 50 sunscreen, but even then, it is dangerous being outside for too long.

    It is also snake and spider season, to my absolute dread, so walking through the bush can be hazardous, and I am learning pretty quickly where and where not to go. The news reports are constantly reminding us just how big the spiders are going to be this year, and if I wasn't paranoid already, I certainly am now. That said, I haven't seen any yet, although unlike the last two occasions I was in Australia, I am not going out of my way to find them.

    Mundaring Weir
    After the John Forrest National Park, we drove to the pretty town of Mundaring. This looked very much like a traditional small American town, the similarity was truly stark. Stood in the high street, I felt like I was in the deep south of The States. This was an area unlike Perth and the suburbs. Mundaring is rural, and as one drives through this town, one is struck by the colonial houses, large open plains and outback living. In many respects, it also looked very 'English' and wouldn't have looked out of place in the Hampshire countryside, where I grew up as a boy. Surprisingly for me, I liked it; the laid back atmosphere, appealed to my current state of mind and I could quite easily see myself living here.

    There is of course a major downside to living in the bush; the wildlife is very different to back home. Mundaring may well have conjured up images of the countryside back home, but in reality it is nothing but. Someone once said to me, 'the trouble with Australia, is everything is trying to kill you.' Well, that's the feeling I get, especially when I am away from the city centre. I am literally looking over my shoulder, everywhere I go, just to make sure there is nothing lurking in the shadows.

    In all honesty, I am probably being too careful; once I have been here for long enough, I'm sure my unsettled mind will calm down, and I will live happily, side by side with whatever is out there. For now, I am just making myself aware of my surroundings and getting used to the foreign nature of this land. I long for the day, spiders and snakes never cross my mind again, for now that's a way off yet.

    The next stop, before we made our way home, was Mundaring Weir. This striking monument to Australia's water shortage was pretty impressive, although certainly not as big as I imagined. As we drove up to the dam, I was struck by the huge pipes littering the forested landscape. Darrell told me they were used, to transport water to Kalgoorlie, 700 km away. This mid-Australian gold mining town is where Darrell was born and has little to no water of its own, so Perth pipes this basic human requirement to the community, at great expense.

    The weir itself provides a great vantage point for the outstanding views across the region and with the sun beating down, it did feel distinctly cooler. It was good spending time relaxing in a part of WA I haven't been too before. These aren't the spectacular views we experienced in Croatia and Thailand, but they are still markedly different from the UK and provide an insight into a part of the World I hope to call home; only time will tell if that happens or not. At the moment, I am happy to keep exploring and enjoying the biggest state in Western Australia. In a few months I may well have no spare time on my hands; it's guess work as to what happens in the future, but at least we have each other, no matter what happens down the line.

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