HiJacked! Comments that link to some damn Loan & Pay site.

I have had to start to moderate my Blog. Hmm, I don;'t get enough time to write anything here, now I have to find time to moderate it from Comments posted by robots. Argh! The cycle spins out of contol yet again.

Well we are now living metres away from Maroubraq beach, I went surfing twice yesterday, it was fantastic, although my body is feeling it today. 42 isn't the age to start surfing at that sort of level. But it was fantastic. 4 foot and glassy. A light offshore breeze, blue skys and aqua water.

I will get some photos tied to the site somehow, must speak to my brother how he does it. Check out his hole int he ground, see link to his blog at right. Tis almost a pool!

Will have to come west to try it out.

Peace.

Broom broom!

Well it's that time of the year again. Silly season for us as we ramp up for the big annual Microsoft Event, Tech·Ed.

One of the things that will keep delegates amused this year during the breaks is racing 1/10 scale cars around a track. Doesn't sound that different does it, however if you look at Chuck's blog, clicking the heading will take you there, the cars are controlled by BlueTooth iPaqs.

Should prove an interesting interface.

We were called upon to brand the cars as well as the area and design the track. We left the hard stuff up to Chuck.

Tech·Ed is the largest single event we design from the ground up.

We do the sets, the booths for exhibition, the signage and the look and feel around the venue.

It is exhausting when you think that there is over a kilometre of system walls, more than 150 pieces of signage, 700 powerpoints that need to be run and over 7km's of cat 5 cable that goes into it.

Can't wait for it to be over again for another year.

Moving on. The selling of 42 Amy St Erskineville.

The times are a changing. This week saw us sell our house, nay, it is our home.

For the last 7 years we have nurtured a once haven for hippies into an open light domain of laughter and leisure. But we were obviously getting bored and needed to go off and sharpen our teeth, so just before we put the finishing touches to it, someone made us an offer to good to refuse and thus have been cast into no mans land.

Gabi, my wife, and I do have strong ideas though and a definate direction, the fact that we don't agree on the finer points though is neither here or there. Or is it.

We both agree on the basics, we need a City pad, albeit down near the beach and a country pad. Acreage in the Byron hinterland. What more could a couple with two young boys want or need. A foot in both camps. The idea is so exhilarating I can't wait to embark on the next chapter of our lives. Anyway now the papers are signed we have decided to take the easy option first. The city pad.

Easy, did I say easy. Firstly the two camps. There's me in one corner and I want to to invest more time and less money by building, or should I say rebuilding a flat near the beach. In the other corner is darling wife and she would like one finished with a ribbon on it. Nothing to do but move in.

Me, I like the idea of putting our touches on something as well as being the ones that will reap the gains of the value adding. Essentially Gabi is over the whole renovation gig, especially after 42 Amy St, so I can't blame her but I want to make something, even though I hardly have the time to do so.

We shall see what happens on that front. Stay turned.

The most exciting and harder aspect of all this I feel is the move north. Every year we bundle our boys in into the car and embark on the drive to Mullum, Byron, Bangalow etc. We drive the area, surf the beaches, drink at the pub and basically have the best time. Each year the drive around involves looking at properties that are ont he market, each time we see more of what we like and it gets us that bit closer to taking our boys, and ourselves out of the rat race and into an area that has the most amazing mix or rural and urban. A place where you can get a soya latte and 5 minutes later be riding horses or surfing in some of the most beautiful waters in the world.

The temrate climate is neither to hot nor to cold. Tis the stuff of dreams and what a childhood it would give the two devils we call our sons. Motorbikes, horses, surfing, skating, nearly every possible distraction. Why wouldn't you.

Me, I get to have a second childhood. What better way to stave off mid life crisis.

Speaking of crisis, Heckle and Jeckle have returned. To work. Peace.

The New Pool

Just been peruseing my brothers Blog. Check out the hole in the ground, if he posts it here

741 North

741 North
Friends have poped one out and it does stir the ol' soul when you see these things happening to others, my time is past, with two sons that have now entered the Child worlld from the baby one.

Good to see and I wish them well.