One day, in the not too distant future, when the last piece of wood has been, sawn, sanded and painted and the hammer has fallen for the last time, we'll be joining them.
14 years ago

Another Saturday spent working on the boat.

An absolutely gorgeous park which is privy to the residents surrounding it. It meant that we were truly able to relax and talk while the kids played, knowing that the only way anyone could enter the park was using a key.
On Monday night we invited Andy's friends and a friend of ours over for dinner and the seven of us had an amazing night together. It was an inspiring gathering of people who mixed brilliantly and some real friendships were formed and others cemented. When we decided to move to London we expected Londoners and London culture to be very English but for the first time we got a revelation of real London culture that night with a cultural mix of Australian, British, French, Austrian and Slovenian. Some of us travelling, some calling London our home, some born and bred in London, but all of us with a common bond uniting us. Creativity flowed ...
On Tuesday Andy, Bernadette, Woz, Nate and I walked all over London, heading to the Barbican for an exhibition on Alvar Alto and then to the Tate Gallery. We found a new favourite cafe for lunch north-west of London. Sitting in the huge open cafe in the sun, opposite the Smithfield market had a very 'Carlton' feel to it, especially as Woz bumped into a colleague he worked with in Melbourne who on a two day trip to London, happened to be drinking a pint at the next table.