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Family vacay, #4892

There’s something inherently bittersweet about having your brother pack up his life and move to another state.  On one hand, he’s seventeen million miles away (ok, ok, I may have exaggerated that slightly.  Everyone knows Queensland is only sixteen point two five million miles away…), and I can’t …

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Driving Mr Daisy. To Portsea. #Daaahling

My family is in that odd transition stage, where there’s only adults and no kids.  While this generation is all grown up and finished school and working and technically capable of creating the next generation, we’ve all decided that we kinda like sleeping in on weekends and buying …

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