Lessons learnt
Over the last few weeks I have been learning some important lessons, both from my recent university enrollment, and from the greatest teacher of them all…life. University has started and […]
Tag Archives: expat
WAWA – West Africa Wins Again*
I’m having one of those days, actually no, one of those weeks. A Ghana week. Now for most Ghanaians, a Ghana week, is just that, a week in Ghana. But […]
Home, places in the heart
Since moving overseas I have become intrigued with the concept of home. About the ties that bind us to a place, even if that place has not been ‘home’ for […]
Trailing spouse – the graveyard of ambition?
School pick-up at an International school looks much like school pick up anywhere in the developed world. Apart from looking like a Benetton ad or maybe morning tea at the […]
TGIA – let’s take a drive
{TGIA – Thank God it’s Africa, is my weekly look at the weird and wonderful things that happen when you’re living in Africa. Sometimes they’re funny, sometimes they’re a little dangerous, […]
Life in Accra – Lost on Tettah Quarshie
It’s amazing the difference 200kms can make. We’ve been living in Accra now for three weeks. School has started. I am no longer terrified of Tettah Quarshrie interchange. We have […]
TGIA – Thank God it’s Africa
{TGIA is my weekly look at the weird and wonderful things that happen when you’re living in Africa. Sometimes they’re funny, sometimes they’re a little dangerous, sometimes they’re a heady combination […]
Leaving Kumasi: reflections, obervations and a list
A lifetime ago I worked on a northern Australian cattle station. One of those places so huge they dwarf small European countries and their annual cattle muster is done by […]
What I did on my Christmas holidays!
Welcome to 2014! Another year done, another Christmas, another birthday passed. I’m a firm believer in not bemoaning another birthday, but being quietly thankful for another year passing. After all, […]
Endings, Beginnings and Hope for the future
Had we not chosen to leave Australia and embark on this African experience our eldest daughter would have just finished primary school. She would have joined her oldest and […]
six degrees north 