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When it comes to air travel, the most important things to remember are earplugs, deodorant and patience, no need to worry about turbulence, it makes you feel alive! Let's get geographical!!! I write this blog with a heavy heart...not from sadness, but purely from eating so much delicious food in my travels, that I'm quite sure my arteries are heavy from lard. It was on a walking tour of Prague where I discovered the love of my life. No, it wasn't a European suave chap...it was some deliciously amazing doughnuts...but not just any doughnuts. The dough had been wrapped across a steel pipe-like device and baked so it was soft and squishy in the middle. The crispy outside was smothered in cinnamon and sugar, inside, Nutella was smeared liberally. I'm not sure the exact name for this amazing treat that I'm tempted to try and replicate upon my return home to Aus to consume it daily, but if I had to hazard a guess, it would be called "heaven". I promise...

When it comes to travel....well all will be revealed in my novel coming out this year (nothing like a little bit of premature publicity.) Let's get...Geographical!!! I was very tempted to write this post in the similar style and intention as a carefully scribed letter sent from an articulate serviceman of WW1. Dearest Phyllis,  The gangrene has taken my leg, but you've taken my heart... But I decided against it as I thought for you to keep the well-spoken proper English Alfred Lord Tennyson accent in your mind for the entirety of this blog would have called upon a great deal of effort. Instead...as I pen/write this from Budapest, Hungary on my iPad with my hands cramping up from the not so good ergonomics, I will tell you about my travel encounters so far. Day one - Paris. It will forever be known as the great robbery of 2013. Well that's if a theft of some winter woollies, a GHD straightener and some boots can hold any impact.... it can... My poor sister l...

When it comes to time travel...well, what wouldn't it come to? Anyway...where was I? Oh, let's get PHYSICAL! Apologies but this blog may be shorter than the last couple, ("Thank the lord!" I hear probably one of my only readers claim loudly in her head because she is reading it on public transport. She had to exclaim "thank the lord" in her head so not to disturb fellow passengers but in doing so, she's disturbed them even more because her eyebrows moved up with the inflection.) The reason of the shortness is that I'm preparing to get "Geographical" and am about to fly off on an amazing Eurotrip and while I do rather love burdening people with my carefully scribed words, I don't have the time this week. So, without further ado... The end. No, you're not getting off that easy... eyebrow girl. Lately I've been pursuing all sorts of sports, when I say "lately" I more so mean for probably the best part of m...

When it comes to riding a unicycle the most important thing is.... Is there such a thing as digressing from the point when the point has not yet been made? Yes. LET'S get classical! Where was I? Oh...they were COUSINS! Sorry, "spoiler alert!" Oops, I think I'm meant to say "spoiler alert" before I actually spoil it for everyone. I always get things the wrong way around like... is it Juice Boost or Boost Juice? Anyway..can you still spoil something when it premiered more than 100 years ago and possibly half of the world's population who hold English as their first language have read the play? The answer is no because even when you know how a story ends...you sort of make yourself forget because you want to be excited. It's just like telling someone the Titanic sinks before they watch the movie. Everyone knows the Titanic's fate, however, even watching it for the tenth time your adrenaline from anticipation still kicks in at the end...

WHEN it comes to love....ha... as if that's going to be the theme of my blog! ...rewind (*insert old fashioned tape noise here) LET'S GET...physical, classical, theatrical....geographical! "Here's to the freakin weekend!" as Rihanna would say and yes it may be Friday, but it's not time to throw your pen down just yet. You've still got about seven hours left! (if you're working until 5pm... not working today?...then why are you up! ) If you are really struggling to resist checking Facebook right about now, then exchange the habit with another. Read my blog. In fact, do it every Friday at 10am. I'm getting physical, classical and theatrical and upon reading this for a few weeks, you may too. My blog is going to explore all the fascinating experiences that come in life before you burn out and at the ripe age of 110 (I have good genes) you kick the bucket. I'm only going to concentrate on the stuff that's whimsical and mystical, not...

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I'm almost ready to blog...just finalising my page and making sure it's all good to go!