How flashing your boobs can get you places.

We finally registered Wallabee, our 1968 Airstream. Though it nearly didn’t happen. We were ten minutes late for our inspection with VicRoads. Ten minutes!  I apologised (while juggling two hungry, wriggling babies) and explained that it took longer than expected to hitch up, have Wallabee weighed at the Public Weighbridge and find somewhere outside the…

Loitering at the dock

Wallabee has begun her long journey to Australia. Our Airstream is now sitting pretty at the dock, waiting for the next ship to Melbourne.