An expat Brit in South Australia
Good Friday was almost unseasonably warm, like summer, and as everything was closed in Adelaide (pubs, shops, most restaurants) we picnicked by the beautiful River Torrens, right in the centre of the city by the University. Normally the river banks would be filled with students relaxing, socialising, revising or skipping lectures, but today it was
An invisible suitcase of dreams. Australia Day began cool, cloudy and not beachy, or summery at all, but that did not dampen the spirits of the new citizens, their supporters or the other hundreds of people who turned up at Glenelg Beach for the Australia Day Ceremony. We’ve heard of this day’s overly nationalistic xenophobic
The recent South Australian bushfires filled the air with smoke particles that contributed to spectacular skies.
Dr D in Oz 