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[…] Cat in particular) and my inferior Australian suede gloves (because I still haven’t got my new rabbit-fur ones from Italy). Or I could just use my exercise bike and watch a movie at the same time (if I can get […]
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[…] staying in Paris in summer because it’s so different from the rest of the year. In one of the my very early posts back in October, I talked about all the things I dislike in winter, so I thought I should tell you […]
Lyn
July 6th, 2012 at 3:06 am
Hi Fraussie, I live in Brisbane now, after growing up in Townsville, and we live in an old family home, so we still never close the kitchen window (I don’t think it will close properly) and the back door is open all day too (even when we do get one or two really cold days). We had a couple of days last week when is was 5°C in the morning and only got up to 16°C during the day. Winter is a really lovely time here. Lyn
Fraussie
July 6th, 2012 at 9:25 am
Goodness, I didn’t realise the temperature could go down to 5°C in Brisbane! When I used to stay in my godmother’s place in Brisbane, you couldn’t shut the bedroom windows either!
I lived in California from age 10, so I don’t think I’ll ever get used to piling all these clothes on. It feels absolutely victorian/burka to cover up from head to toe just to leave the house. but instead of feeling womanly/protected, I feel like the kid from A Christmas Story, who can’t get up after falling down b/c he has so many puffy layers.
The day I have to put socks on in October/November is one of the most depressing days of the year, because I know after that it’s just more and more layers until I forget what my skin looks like.
[…] much more comfortable than a woolly hat and wonderful protection for my ears, not to mention my rabbit-lined leather gloves. It was about 1°C after […]
I am a born and bred Townsvillite born in 1955. I wondered if I may have known you at school. I went to Hermit Park Primary and Pimlico High. I am glad I found your blog (through your interview on Frugal First Class Travel with Jo). I met Jo in Istanbul last year over a Turkish Village breakfast with some other travel bloggers. Isn’t it a small world?
Rosemary Kneipp
August 2nd, 2014 at 9:37 pm
It certainly is a small world! However, I went to Saint Margaret Mary’s throughout my schooling. My nephew went to Pimlico though – but a lot later! Jo and I met up when she was in Paris a year or so ago. Unfortunately, I missed her the last time.
[…] missed my 5th anniversary of blogging! My first post was published on 11th October 2011 just before my son went to live in Australia. He helped me set […]
Neil Garrard
August 26th, 2018 at 12:02 am
Hi Rosemary,
I arrived at your site by accident while searching the internet for information regarding Abu Simbel which I visited last year (October). I was amazed to find a fellow Townsvillian so far from home (I now live in Adelaide), and one who is looking forward to retirement in 2020, just like myself (thus enabling my lust for travel to be sated). I find it amazing when one comes across people from your home city by accident. When visiting Florence and waiting in the queue to gaze upon David I was talking to an American behind me. When it came around to saying where I was from and I stated Townsville, his reply was “Hey, I was born there.” It happens that he lived in Gulliver, not more than about a kilometre from where our family house was in Mundingburra. Small world indeed.
Rosemary Kneipp
October 22nd, 2018 at 10:22 am
So sorry, Neil, I’ve only just seen this post. We are indeed from the same neck of the woods!
Belinda Kamp
September 29th, 2020 at 11:22 pm
Hi there!
I had a son born is Kirwin in 1999. 15 yrs later his sister loved marine science and moved to North ward to attend uni. He moved a year later and they still are living in the Ville. My partner and I now live out in Mt Isa on the lake called Moondarra. I’m wanting to take my two younger sons to Paris to live for 6 mths to explore Europe. My grandmother was born is Holland as was my father. I just feel I need to visit before I am too old and frail to travel. Covid has put a spammer in the works but. 😔 I’ll keep following this blog as its very nice to read an Australians perspective on world travels. All the best.
Rosemary Kneipp
October 1st, 2020 at 3:56 pm
Hi Belinda! Thank you for following the website. I am more active on my photo blog these days http://www.loiredailyphoto.com
[…] looks very down in the mouth. It’s 8°C and cold outside because the air is thick. My wonderful rabbit-lined gloves somehow disappeared in an underground parking lot in Rouen and I can’t order any more form Madova […]
[…] Cat in particular) and my inferior Australian suede gloves (because I still haven’t got my new rabbit-fur ones from Italy). Or I could just use my exercise bike and watch a movie at the same time (if I can get […]
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[…] 2 jumpers, 2 pairs of socks, a neck warmer and a scarf, two beanies, one with ear flaps, and rabbit-fur lined gloves he’d had the good sense to pick up in Rome after he read my post! He hadn’t thought to take a […]
[…] staying in Paris in summer because it’s so different from the rest of the year. In one of the my very early posts back in October, I talked about all the things I dislike in winter, so I thought I should tell you […]
Hi Fraussie, I live in Brisbane now, after growing up in Townsville, and we live in an old family home, so we still never close the kitchen window (I don’t think it will close properly) and the back door is open all day too (even when we do get one or two really cold days). We had a couple of days last week when is was 5°C in the morning and only got up to 16°C during the day. Winter is a really lovely time here. Lyn
Goodness, I didn’t realise the temperature could go down to 5°C in Brisbane! When I used to stay in my godmother’s place in Brisbane, you couldn’t shut the bedroom windows either!
I lived in California from age 10, so I don’t think I’ll ever get used to piling all these clothes on. It feels absolutely victorian/burka to cover up from head to toe just to leave the house. but instead of feeling womanly/protected, I feel like the kid from A Christmas Story, who can’t get up after falling down b/c he has so many puffy layers.
The day I have to put socks on in October/November is one of the most depressing days of the year, because I know after that it’s just more and more layers until I forget what my skin looks like.
I know exactly how you feel!
[…] much more comfortable than a woolly hat and wonderful protection for my ears, not to mention my rabbit-lined leather gloves. It was about 1°C after […]
[…] 20, I lived in Townsville on the north-east coast of Australia and dreamed of living in France. When I arrived here for good […]
Hi Rosemary,
I am a born and bred Townsvillite born in 1955. I wondered if I may have known you at school. I went to Hermit Park Primary and Pimlico High. I am glad I found your blog (through your interview on Frugal First Class Travel with Jo). I met Jo in Istanbul last year over a Turkish Village breakfast with some other travel bloggers. Isn’t it a small world?
It certainly is a small world! However, I went to Saint Margaret Mary’s throughout my schooling. My nephew went to Pimlico though – but a lot later! Jo and I met up when she was in Paris a year or so ago. Unfortunately, I missed her the last time.
It certainly is a small world. 🙂
[…] missed my 5th anniversary of blogging! My first post was published on 11th October 2011 just before my son went to live in Australia. He helped me set […]
Hi Rosemary,
I arrived at your site by accident while searching the internet for information regarding Abu Simbel which I visited last year (October). I was amazed to find a fellow Townsvillian so far from home (I now live in Adelaide), and one who is looking forward to retirement in 2020, just like myself (thus enabling my lust for travel to be sated). I find it amazing when one comes across people from your home city by accident. When visiting Florence and waiting in the queue to gaze upon David I was talking to an American behind me. When it came around to saying where I was from and I stated Townsville, his reply was “Hey, I was born there.” It happens that he lived in Gulliver, not more than about a kilometre from where our family house was in Mundingburra. Small world indeed.
So sorry, Neil, I’ve only just seen this post. We are indeed from the same neck of the woods!
Hi there!
I had a son born is Kirwin in 1999. 15 yrs later his sister loved marine science and moved to North ward to attend uni. He moved a year later and they still are living in the Ville. My partner and I now live out in Mt Isa on the lake called Moondarra. I’m wanting to take my two younger sons to Paris to live for 6 mths to explore Europe. My grandmother was born is Holland as was my father. I just feel I need to visit before I am too old and frail to travel. Covid has put a spammer in the works but. 😔 I’ll keep following this blog as its very nice to read an Australians perspective on world travels. All the best.
Hi Belinda! Thank you for following the website. I am more active on my photo blog these days http://www.loiredailyphoto.com