As I drive the windy roads through the Adelaide Hills, past vineyards, golden tanned farm lands, beautiful big gum trees, I’m anxious about what awaits me at Humbug Scrub Wildlife Sanctuary, as is always the way on the first day of volunteering. Though I needn’t have worried, run only by volunteers who have happily given up their time or found Humbug through the work-for-the-dole scheme, the sanctuary has a relaxed, no-frills atmosphere, yet this does not detract from the beauty of the place. This dry bushland is the Australian outback I have always known and grown up with. Years of family camping trips make such surroundings familiar, appealing and home-like to me.Read More
I’ve spent the past couple of days gallivanting around South Australia, catching up with my family and reconnecting with old friends – some I hadn’t seen in a decade – during my high school reunion. Now that was a blast from the past!
Our eldest sister Candice and her wonderful master chef partner Frew again opened their Adelaide Hills home to me for a night and once more a vegetarian feast of bliss was served up. (You might remember Frew’s superb chickpea and celery rogan josh from earlier in the year.)
As Candice and I talked up a storm from their back deck, watched by Sulpher-crested Cockatoos perched on the railing and hoping to score some seed, Frew got to work on possibly the best sangria I’ve ever imbibed – and that’s including some exceedingly decent samples tested in Spain itself.Read More