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…

Designing a home away from home

With the twins now crawling, attempting to eat every power cord they can find and climbing up every rickety piece of furniture in the house, it’s impossible to find time to work on our Airstream renovation. There’s so much that could be done with the re-design if only Remi or I had the head space to think……