Today is the day.
Yes, after much much much procrastination I am finally here.
I was first introduced to it 3 years ago at a writing festival.
I am still hesitant about all of this BUT here goes……
In March my father- Bob – passed away quite suddenly. It was, and has been, heart breaking. He was my rock and I, well I was his Valencia Princess
This is because when I was due to enter this world I came in such a hurry that I was born under, yep you guessed it, an orange tree. A Valencia Orange tree.
My dad was a very active 80 year old. He was left handed, could think outside the square and drop punt a football a good 50 metres +. He was likeable, never thought wrong of any one and taught us to have scruples, morals, and never discriminate. He was a very handy person who just liked being useful.
My father was a farmer and subsequently had a melanoma; like every one of his generation ( and lifestyle).
We were by his side when he passed away in the Oncology ward at the Geelong Hospital. It all happened quickly over 4 days.
Anyway my father had a love of Australia, all things scottish – as he was a proud mclean from Isle of Skye ; 5 generations back. And travel.
This blog is my homage to a truly great man and country as i fulfill his desire to see the Stockmans Hall of Fame, Mount Isa and the Croydon to Normanton Gulflander rail .
I will be travelling with him, Molly and by 4wd to see this remarkable land of ours – Australia.