
Two weeks ago, I had a quick (and beautifully warm and sunny) break in Darwin and the Tiwi Islands (north of Darwin). Continue reading

Two weeks ago, I had a quick (and beautifully warm and sunny) break in Darwin and the Tiwi Islands (north of Darwin). Continue reading

01. Chekhov’s tragicomedy, Uncle Vanya, brilliantly adapted for the MTC by Joanna Murray-Smith. What a treat. And the sets (above), with the backstage exposed and used as part of the space, were fantastic. Continue reading

The final part – the Vienna bit – of my Eurovision trip (so far: Zürich, Innsbruck, Salzburg, and Eurovision). Continue reading

01. My (almost annual) Reading Holiday – away with two friends; I read one book (Patchett) and started another (Perry); had two glorious walks by the ocean (I never get tired of fossicking by the shore); and basically the BEST, most relaxing time. Continue reading

01. Dine Out event at Frankie’s – a delicious set menu but the standouts were the grilled octopus, snapper and tuna with tostadas and the jericalla baked custard with blood orange sorbet (below). Continue reading

The Vienna-bit of my show-off holiday posts (so far: Zürich, Innsbruck and Salzburg) comes in two parts – the Eurovision bit and all the other Vienna stuff we did. If you have zero interest in Eurovision, stop reading here. Continue reading

From Innsbruck, we boarded the train for another picturesque trip through the alps to Salzburg. Continue reading

01. Cocktails and snacks at The Florence – it’s newish; they have a negroni menu; and helpfully the kitchen is open until 1am. A Piazza Rosa above (Campari, hibiscus, gin and raspberries) and sensational oysters with negroni granita below. Continue reading

From Zürich, we caught the train to the Austrian alpine town of Innsbruck. I really love train travel – so relaxing, and a few hours to enjoy views of the mountains was wonderful. Continue reading

01. The this-week-part of our glorious extra-long weekend in Rutherglen at the ROAM Winery Walkabout. We visited a bunch of wineries* and the car boot was certainly full on the way home (partly because I was very lucky at John Gehrig – see my text message to my friends below, who were enjoying the sun when I was at the cellar door). Continue reading