When you’re on the Expat forums you here people deciding to fly over to go on a “reckie”. This involves flying out and hanging out in Aus to see if you like certain areas etc. We’re living in the more Northern of the Western beaches at the moment and we’ve been considering where we’d like to live more permenantly. We’ve had our eye on Sellicks beach ever since we drove through it on our way to Kangaroo Island last time we were here. It’s a lovely beach town about an hour south of Adelaide CBD and it’s a lot more under developed than the area we’re living in . In fact it only seemed to have a Post Office and a Pizza house there! It is about 15 minutes from the bigger town of Noaralunga where there are loads of shops and things. I guess it would be like living in Studley, and popping to Redditch for shops etc. Except… it’s next to the beach and prettier.
We had a good drive around the streets (which didn’t take us long – not many there) and had a walk along the beach (which is gorgeous). It’s a very lovely spot and it seems to be being developed at the moment. Devine homes are building there and I the whole town is obviously going to tripple in size very quickly. This could mean that once it’s more developed the houses will raise in value and so it would be a good investment… or… it could mean what is currently a quiet and beautiful spot becomes crowded and we’d feel penned in. I guess it depends on the plot of land you choose to purchase for your home.
As you can see from the piccies above it’s a very beautiful place.
We also popped down to the next beach “Silver Sands” which is even smaller and the houses seem to be a bit more spaced out. There was one property with 14Hectares for sale… That’s way tooo big!! lol It’s way to early to be actually putting down a deposit but we fancied a drive and had a good time wandering around on the beach and having a think about where we might be this time next year. It gave us plenty to think about and consider. We’re going to need to think about what our priorities are in the future. We chose Adelaide because we liked being near the city and the beach and moving down there would mean an extra hours journey both to and from work. We’d need to weigh up whether that’s worth it or not. We are soppy gits and we hate it if we can’t hang out as much as possible.
OK… so if this continues for much longer I’m going to need to rename the blog to rockincath (welsh for cat). I know you all love seeing the ‘big moments’ lol so here’s the next one It’s probably the last one… At least I hope it is!
I've found lemons!
They won't see me here SHhhhh.
They’ve had a wander about and those squeaky birds that you can hear keep dive bombing Henny when he gets to close to the back of the garden. They must have a nest somewhere over that way; or they’ve been employed as hit men by the mice… not sure. It’s very strange to see though. They’re not that much bigger than a sparrow! Hen keeps pushing his luck though (as you would expect) I’ve seen him hiding in the long grass (weeds really… should buy a lawn mower!) and them swooping at him until he runs in. Stan doesn’t like them and just runs in as soon as they start! They were the ones who kept sitting on the pergola and squawking at them when they could see them in the window. Matt reckons it won’t be long before Henny eats one of them and then they’ll shut up! I’m not so sure!! Poor little things (birds or cats.. you can choose sides!)
I’ve brought them both in now (it’s midday) as Henny kept going out, getting hot, coming in and flopping on the cold floor and then willing himself back out into the heat. Stan, bless him, kept trying to find a cool spot under something. I don’t think he’s worked out that the sun’s beams are not the problem. It’s not that much cooler under the car, patio chairs, bushes today.. It’s just 35 degrees and that’s that! There’s supposed to be a storm tomorrow at some point though so that should cool it all down.
oh and I have to show you this… how cool! Cat pod! fun! You can follow the links to his blog… he made it! I think Matt’s getting his tools out
I tried to trace the walk on runkeeper but my Iphone’s battery died in my pocket as we wandered. When I plugged it in at the house it decided that I’d completed a 12mile walk with an average speed of 30mph. LMAO!! ooops. It’s a shame though because I’d love to know how long it is and how high up you go as you wander around the top of the canyon. It’s really very pretty!
Here’s todays piccies…
We’ve been in the house for two days now. We went shopping yesterday and replaced a lot of the horrible brooms and mops they left here. I now have exactly the same mop I had in the UK (Such a domestic loser!) and new cleaning things. I spent $300 in the supermarket (and the fridge freezer still looks empty!) and then returned the hire car.
We’ve discovered that there’s a short cut across the creek which gets you to the local train station in about a 5 min walk and that the beach is only 10 mins stroll away. There’s a lot more on the beach front here than there was in West Beach. There’s no SLSC but there is a beach front cafe, a pub (hotel), a Thai take away and chippie and some beauty salons. So that means that I might get to spend longer at the beach because when Matt gets bored he can be sent for iced coffee, beer, cakes, chips, Thai food and a hair cut. It’s all very nice.
At the moment the house feels like a great big echoey place. It really is huge for two of us. We’ll need lots of visitors to justify the rent (Start booking yourself in!) I’ve taken some pictures of the house and the surrounds to give you an idea of the standard of accommodation you can expect. Of course, there should be some furniture in it by the time you arrive. I’ll keep adding pictures to the collection so if you’re feeling nosy keep checking
First of all, apologies to anyone who can actually speak french and thereby notice the (probably) horrific grammatical and spelling errors!
Whilst I was sleeping this evening my kitties were being driven down to London in the general direction of the airport. They don’t actually fly until 10pm (UK time) on Tuesday but as it was a teacher training day today for the mother we planned it all so that they could come and get them whilst she was in.
Apparently, the most stressful part for them that morning was at the vets where poor ol Stan was out of his box for so long ( about 45 mins) whilst the vet apparently faffed about a bit that he decided to growl at him! (Well done that cat!) The wooden box that they’ve been sent off in has their names on it (Cute) and apparently was big enough for my Mum to squeeze in ( not sure how literally to take that). It was covered in straw at the bottom and had a nice bowl of water for in transit drinking. Excellent. Of course, they were also allowed to take their blankies from their beds so they can have the stinky stink of home up their nostrils all the way.
So, about now they should be in a cattery watching the aeroplanes fly off into the distance and wondering what on earth we’re up to. I imagine Stan has gone to sleep, resigning himself to the fact that what ever it is is going to happen anyway and Hendrix is plotting a plan of revenge or at least a long grumble when we sees me again in 4 weeks. I must remember to email the quarantine station and give them my new Aussie mobile number!
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