Thursday, May 31, 2007

Pimp Our Ride (OJG)

Pimp our ride? Well almost!

Nothing quite as extreme as the image to the left, although I am sure some would love it that way.

Nope, our pristine Toyota Landcruiser Prado had been well looked after over the last 4 years, doing pretty much just easy going motorway driving. Well, we have other plans! Sure, most of our driving will still be on the motorway, but we also plan to take it off-road a bit, and who knows, maybe another quick jaunt through middle again!

To make sure we can cope with these demands, and also better deal with all our worldly possessions, we needed to get some mods!

First off, we needed a cargo barrier in the rear. This would allow us to stack up the boot to the roof without the worry of bags flying forward whenever we brake. An absolute necessity.

Next up we would need a decent bull bar on the front. The Prado came with a "Nudge" bar which looks very nice, but would probably give very little protection if anything bigger than a mouse hit it. Nope, to deal with the ever present risk of hitting a roo in the outback, a strong steel bull / roo bar was again a necessity. Of course no bull bar is complete without a decent pair of sun blinding spot lights.

After the bull bar came the snorkel. At first Emelie and I both dismissed the idea of getting one of these, after all, we have no plans of trawling through rivers with the waterline beating against the windows. But, we were wrong! Allegedly, the snorkel's primary purpose is to act as a much more efficient air filter, an absolute must if going deep into the outback with all that bull dust. We also got a easy to clean filter attached to the filter.

We also got a Rhino roof rack, with cage and all-weather fitted bag. As with most things 4x4, they were not cheap. But they did at least look and feel the expensive price tag.

And then Emelie wanted a roof tent. Now that we no longer had a bed in the back of the car, Emelie was getting anxious about setting up the big tent in some of the more dubious locations. Roof tents start at about $1500 for a basic model, and can easily go up to $3000 for a top of the range one. Luckily for us one of the 4x4 places we visited had a 2nd hand Hannibal Roof Tent they wanted to sell. Although their history of the tent seemed to change quite a bit, it was clear to see that it had hardly been used, and Hannibal are supposedly one of the Top of the Range manufacturers. A good cash price was agreed and the deal was done.

Although Emelie got her mod, my mod didn't make our pre-set budget. I thought a set of drawers for the back area would make our lives a million times easier. However starting at $1500 it was very hard to justify the expense. So the drawers got cut out.

Or did they?.... wait for the next thrilling episode!!!

Tuesday, May 29, 2007

Day 121: Perth - Brisbane - Townsville

We left Sam and Simon yesterday afternoon waving us off at Perth airport and caught the red eye back to Brisbane which landed around 12:30AM. Then we drove for 14 1/2 hours non-stop to Townsville listening to Wicked, in between naps, to keep us sane.

Townsville will be our home for a week while Oly makes storage for the back of the Prado. Then we will finally head off for the rest of our trip.

It is really hot here and not a rain cloud in site!

Emelie

Thursday, May 24, 2007

Day 117: Perth

We are in Perth to welcome, and surprise, my sister Sam, her husband Simon and children Leah and Daniel who have emigrated here.

They arrived very, very late last night from London via two nights in Singapore so they were fresh as daisy's. Can't say the same for us, I had to have a nap before we went to meet them as we were still on Brisbane time which made their arrival our time around 2:30AM.

So here we are in lovely Perth, staying with Danny and Jody in Padbury. We have brought the rain with us and may consider hiring ourselves out to drought stricken towns as I am starting to think we have magical powers.

We're going to have some fun here and do what we can to help ease Sam and Simon, et al, into their new life. That should keep us busy for a few days.

Oh, and visit the Tamarind Thai restaurant because we have missed their bamboo chicken! Maybe we will have it twice to make up for being away...

Emelie

Wednesday, May 23, 2007

Day 115: Noosa - Brisbane - Perth

We are flying to Perth tonight.

For a surprise!

Emelie

Tuesday, May 22, 2007

Day 114: Fraser Island - Noosa

It managed to rain for two days so today we decided to pack up and get the hell off this island!


And what a beautiful day it was.

There was a bit of a drama while we were packing up the tent. Three little guys decided they were going to help us, much to my dismay! Oly was trying to, unsuccessfully, shoo the lizards away while I jumped into the passenger seat of the car closing the door behind me. Feeling quite safe and relieved I sent out words of encouragement from the comfort of my steel fortress. It didn't even occur to me that the drivers door was wide open. I am sure you can guess what happened, when one lizard disappeared from sight I looked around and he was up on the door step looking in at me through the open door. That is the moment I wasn't having any fun any more!

These lizards had been patrolling the camp site every day, poking their heads into the tents and having a nose around, it made going to the ablutions in the dark like a dramatic interpretation of "run Forest, RUN!". I have no idea what these lizards are (Ben?!) and I am sure they are totally harmless and small in comparison to some of the lizards you get in Australia, but I wouldn't want to get on the bad side of one.

On our way back to the ferry we made a detour to Lake McKenzie past the beautiful and unexpected Maheno wreck. This ship ran aground in 1935 en-route to Japan after it was sold for scrap. She was then used for bombing practice in WWII, making her even more bruised and battered. It was amazing just to see this huge rusting ship that has been there for over 70 years in the surf, appear out of nowhere. It is spectacular.

We arrived at Lake McKenzie after a long 18km off-road jaunt through the forest. It is said to be the most popular of the lakes on Fraser Island, and it too was stunning. The whitest sand and the clearest, bluest, freshest water. Not a cloud in the sky. Idyllic. The sand, which is nearly pure silica, is said to be so fine it acts as a filter, cleansing the water and making it so pure it cannot sustain much aquatic life.

The road to the lake took us so long we could only afford half an hour of R & R before heading back to the beach to make our way to the ferry docking area. It became a little fraught as we raced against the incoming tide to get to there 5:30pm ferry which was the last of the day. I had visions of us being swept out to sea and having to clamber into our roof tent as we set adrift.

Fraser Island
Photo Album

We have made it down to Noosa where we will stay over night. We are returning to Brisbane in the morning, because we have a plane to catch...

Em

Monday, May 21, 2007

Oz Life (XIII): Money (OJG)

Hey all,

A topic close to all of our hearts, and yet a million miles away from everyone's favourite "OZ Life" thus far: Rubbish!

Australia uses Dollars and Cents for their money, just like the good ol' USA. When converting prices back and fourth between the British Pound, this poses non problem. When doing those same conversions between the US dollar, it can get a little confusing.

As I write this, the conversion rate for 1 AUD is 0.42 GBP or 0.82 USD.

As many of you non-aussies already know, Australian notes are made of plastic, or more specifically a special polymer, developed by Australia. This not only makes the notes waterproof (great when you leave a few in your shorts whilst going into the surf) and almost indestructible (it is possible to tear, but it does take effort), but also makes them nearly impossible to counterfeit.

Another bonus is that the notes stay in circulation at least 5 times longer than paper notes. It also allows the printers to use much more vivid colours. This can make the money look a little monopoly-esque, but there you go (or not, do not collect $200, etc).

I suppose the downside with these polymer notes, as far as all you conspiracy people are concerned, is that they shove all sorts of micro electronic tags into the plastic without us even knowing. Conspiracists have been saying this happens in normal paper money, but I just don't see how that could be possible. With plastic it is very easy.

Another area where the Australian monetary system is very different to the UK is that the coinage only gets as small as 5c. However, items in shops are still priced to the closest single cent. This makes all Australians very quick at being able to round up or down numbers to the nearest 0 or 5. So you will often see the digits on the till end with a 96, and the cashier will ask for 95. This also means that when you want to fill up your car with 50 bucks of petrol, you can actually put in $50.02!!!

Again, I have heard some people complain that this system works against consumers, and makes the companies richer. How? Well, they argue that more totals get rounded up than rounded down. This is not true, as everyone with basic maths knows (I am not going to go into Statistical Maths explanations).

And that is pretty much Australian money!

Friends with Blogs: Spasmodic Dysphonia

Spasmodic Dysphonia, Sue Baylis

"I am a sufferer of Spasmodic Dysphonia (SD) and also Cervical Dystonia (CD). A retired Social Worker I am interested in establishing contact with other people world over who also suffer from the different types of Dystonia. I may not be able to talk in a way that you will understand but I can blog about this debilitating illness and help to create a global voice for all of those similarly affected."

Sue, her son Darren, and not to forget Gwyllum (canine) and Neuman (feline) kindly looked after Henry when we were in England over Christmas and then kindly looked after us when we landed on her door step an epic 3 months later, jet lagged, bloated, dehydrated and suffering severely with the humidity.

Thank you!

Sunday, May 20, 2007

Day 112: Rainbow Beach - Fraser Island

It was only slightly overcast as we set off for our fun filled 3 day jaunt over to Fraser Island which, incidentally, is said to have more sand than the Sahara, is 123km long, between 5 to 25km wide and is World Heritage listed. Not to mention, breathtakingly beautiful and littered with fresh water lakes with the finest white sand, the purest bred dingos and colliding sand blows and rainforests.

So... not much to live up too then.

After deflating our tyres in preparation for driving on the sand we got on the ferry over to the island. Neither of us had any experience in off roading and didn't have a clue. But hey, its a big island its not like we are going to drive into a tree on the beach or something.

There were a lot of backpacker tours on the ferry. We watched everyone driving off, most got away OK but a couple in front of us got bogged as soon as the left the ferry. A mixture of emotions coursed through us, relief that if we got bogged in we weren't the only ones, and panic that we too were going to get bogged and look like amateurs.

It was our turn to go, Oly put his foot to the floor and we sped off the ramp into the soft, soft sand and we were off! We zoomed past troop carrier that was bogged in further down and felt really bad that we didn't stop to help, but we wouldn't have known what to do anyway!

A few crazy beach driving hours later we arrived at our camp ground, Frasers at Cathedral Beach. This will be our first night in our roof tent so I am really looking forward to a good nights sleep. I just have to get up that ladder without falling off or something following me up it...

Em

Friends with Blogs

We have been linking to a few of our friends blogs but, apart from Richard and Christine (who only did 6 entries and subsequently stopped updating their blog as they were too busy at work, shame on you for letting work get in the way!) we have never introduced the blogs.

So, over the next few weeks I will be catching up with blog entries and will throw in a few intro's at the same time.

If any of our regular reader friends/family have a blog that we don't know about (Mr Stroppybastard we found you and know who you are!) and would like us to link to you, or has a blog we know about and is now ready to be unleashed, let us know by email or a comment and I will get right on to it.

And if you are none of the above and fancy starting a blog... its really, really easy with Blogger and I think they even throw in a gmail account, which can't be bad... everyone should have one!

We really want to read about what you guy's are getting up too as well...

Em

Saturday, May 19, 2007

Day 111: Brisbane - Rainbow Beach

We survived two days in the trailer. The bed was surprisingly comfortable, either that or we had just spent two weeks too long on an inflatable bed...

With the car packed up we set off in the direction of Fraser Island. On the way we stopped at the Ginger Factory and sampled their delicious wares.

"I'll have ginger with everything!"

We were feeling a bit gingerly after ploughing our way through big bags of ginger biscuits and lemon and ginger shortbread after having steak with ginger chutney for lunch, quickly followed by ginger and chocolate ice-creams.

So when we arrived at Rainbow Beach, the gateway to Fraser Island, it was getting dark. I am hoping we are not going to get into a habit here but we once again rented a cabin thinking that it couldn't get any worse.

Let's put it this way... it didn't get any better.

Em

Thursday, May 17, 2007

Day 109: Tugun - Brisbane

We have turned into trailer trash!


Our car is in the garage getting all the bits we have ordered, this will take two days.

We were very disorganised this morning and as a result we were late coming up from the Gold Coast. There was no time to set up the tent and unload the Prado, so in our haste we rented a cabin.

I have often wondered what these cabins were like...

I need not wonder any more...

The cabin slept 5, there was the double bed and 3 vinyl bunk beds. The first thing that hit me was the smell of cheap aftershave. It was as if the place was doused in it. The beds looked like they had seen better days, lots of them and there was a tiny shower tray with a curtain that gave the cabin en-suite status.

I may have to sleep fully clothed and levitate.

One small bonus, there is a TV and we haven't seen one of them for a long time. We may even find out what is going on in the real world.

Em

Wednesday, May 16, 2007

Day 108: Surfers Paradise

As we are only 30 minutes from Surfers Paradise we decided to pop up there today to have a look at the Q1 building.

It is (as I have mentioned in a previous post) the worlds tallest residential building. 80 levels of luxury, they self proclaim, and at $1.8 million dollars for an apartment it is unlikely that I will ever find out if what the claim is true.

1.8 mill aside, for $17.50 you can ride up to floor 77 in one of the worlds fastest elevators, 42.7 seconds and repeated ear popping later you are treated to an awe inspiring 360 degrees view of Surfers Paradise from the Q1 Observation Deck.

It was pretty special.

However, to take each of my photos I first had to slide my foot out to touch the window frame, all the time looking at anything but the view (it was floor to ceiling glass), I then held on to a window support post with my camera to my eye and slowly moved my head forward until the lens touched the glass*... then I could look through the camera.

I must have looked really stupid.

We didn't take a tripod with us so our pictures were not as sharp as they could have been, but I am sure my pictures will give you a sense of some of the vertigo I experienced.

Emelie

*no camera lenses were harmed during this trip to the observation deck

Tuesday, May 15, 2007

Day 107: Tugun

It is very nice here. Beautiful beaches and none of the commercialisation of Surfers Paradise. Not that Surfers Paradise is a bad place, there is a need for that kind of escapism as well as the idyllic, quiet, remote beach type. We all need a bit of bright neon lights and skyscrapers every once in a while.

We drove south for about 5 minutes looking for a supermarket and ended up crossing the border to New South Wales. That wasn't part of the plan, we shouldn't be there for a long time yet!

Em

Sunday, May 13, 2007

Day 105: Surfers Paradise - Tugun

We are off down to Tugun which is just above Coolangatta.

A friend of a friend has an apartment down there that we have rented for as a treat.

We are going to spend four days enjoying the view, our own bathroom, a real bed, curtains, TV... I bet it doesn't rain either!

Em

Friday, May 11, 2007

Day 103: Surfers Paradise

Oly woke up with a crook neck and I was feeling a little under the weather this morning. However, the sun was shinning so we decided to cycle to Sea World. Having one person who had to move their whole body to check for traffic and one not wanting to be that far from a toilet makes for very interesting bicycling.

One hundred and twenty eight extortionate dollars later (I am not afraid to use blinking to emphasise my text!) Ol and I were faced with water, lots of it, and not just the water in the aquariums.

During the five hours we were there we managed to see some cute sea lions performing and wonderful, clever dolphins doing amazing things for their "best friend" trainers. It was fabulous.

That managed to fill an hour. The rest of the time we were dodging the rain that once again followed us. Did I mention we had cycled?

I think I have only been to one other Sea World before and Oly has been to two, in comparison this one was pretty lame. The didn't even have a killer whale! However, we did agree that for children it ticked all the boxes.

We did appreciated the good that Sea World does for orphaned and injured animals, they have lots of Pelicans they fed who had been injured by cars and boats and were unable to catch their own food. There was also a sea pig that was separated from its mother as a baby and had been hand reared at the centre. Things like that took the sting out of the high entrance fee. You don't mind paying a premium if you know it is going to a good cause.

We froze our butts off going back. It was really unpleasant. The tent was thrashing in the wind and we were very glad it was pegged firmly down. Just pegging it down had taken a good half hour on top of the hour it took us to erect it.

There are so many benefits to having a kombi.

Emelie

Joke

John returned from a doctor's visit one day and told his wife, Catherine, that the doctor said he only had 24 hours to live. Wiping away her tears, he asked her to make love with him. Of course she agreed and they made passionate love.

Six hours later, John went to her again, and said, "Honey, now I only have 18 hours left to live. Maybe we could make love again ?" Catherine agreed and again they made love.

Later, John was getting into bed when he realised he now had only eight hours of life left. He touched Catherine's shoulder and said, "Honey ? Please ? Just one more time before I die." She agreed, then afterward she rolled over and fell asleep.

John, however, heard the clock ticking in his head, and he tossed and turned until he was down to only four more hours. He tapped his wife on the shoulder to wake her up. "Honey, I only have four hours left ! Could we...?"

His wife sat up abruptly, turned to him and said, "Listen John, I'm not being funny ...but I have to get up in the morning and you don't."

Thursday, May 10, 2007

Day 102: Brisbane - Surfers Paradise

Viva Surfers Paradise!


We set off this morning, bright and early. Well not so bright and not so early. Why is it whenever we take a tent down it rains?

We waited for the rain to abate so we could speed pack the car. Check out of the camp site was 10AM, I think we managed to leave around 11AM with a decidedly damp smelly car interior, ahh we miss Henry!

It only took us 40 minutes to drive down to the Gold Coast. We were very surprised at the sight that greeted us when we arrived at Surfers Paradise.

Surfers Paradise is very built up, it has Q1 the worlds tallest residential building, skyscrapers of every shape and colour you can imagine. There is even a Versace hotel which we could only gaze at across the water from our very barren caravan site.

The weather was not great and it took us over an hour to pitch our tent because the wind kept interfering, no bugger offered to help us either. Some man kept on coming out and watching us struggle, it was really annoying me.

With that exhausting us, we spent the rest of the afternoon recovering.

Oh, and looking for the tent pole bag that has disappeared, more than likely blown away... it was there when we started, I am hoping it is under the tent.

It's bloody windy, I hope this tent stays up.

Emelie

Tuesday, May 08, 2007

Day 100: Brisbane (OJG)

Hey all,

I thought I would write a summary of the last week or so, not that there is much fun stuff to tell!

Basically changing our means of transport, our home, and our daily routine has knocked us for six!

First off, we spent a lot of the time downsizing all our possessions. It is amazing how much rubbish comes out of a Kombi! We got Henry emptied, sorted out all of the bits into piles of "need" and "don't need", and then repeated the process about 2 further times on the remaining "need" piles!

Once that was done, we gave Henry a good clean (and found out that a mouse had just moved in 2 nights before, it likes almonds!). I sprayed a few of the rusty areas on the outside with white paint, before we filled him up with our "don't need" pile, and took him to Custom Offroad where he will go into storage. Of course about 4 days later we had another box full of "don't need" stuff!

Whilst shedding our old skin we have also spent a lot of time preparing our new one! The Prado needed several modifications in order for it to tour and off-road better. We gave ourselves a budget for this, and as usual the mod I wanted the most was cut out! I will do a separate blog entry with plenty of detail when we have all the mods fitted. Suffice to say that it took about 2 days driving around car orientated industrial estates before we found ourselves a good deal. Unfortunately they would not be able to get all the bits and start work for another 2 weeks. Sigh.

Once the big stuff was out of the way, we needed to get all the smaller bits. Top of the list was a new larger tent. Emelie wanted to stick with the Black Wolf Turbo Twin tent and we found a large 6m x 2.4m version. It cost a small fortune, but we were assured we were buying the best money could buy... yep.... we were told wrong!

After 3 days (it would have been less except for a bank holiday), we took the tent back. We took it back on the basis that it was missing a tiny toggle loop at the top, which in itself was not actually a big deal. However the night before it had rained really hard, and as luck would have it we woke up with several pools of water inside the tent. Most tents use a 2 layer approach to stop rain coming in, but Black Wolf have to be all smart and just apply a rain resistant coating to their single layer. This works fine, as long as nothing touches the sides. Suddenly the large tent becomes very small, and frankly rather pointless. We had other gripes too, but I won't go into all of them.

Having had enough of the big camping shops, we found a nice small one that recommended us the Coleman Northstar. Even better, they had one of last years models available for half price. This tent is perfect in just about every way: Strong supports; Lets lots of light in; Tall ceiling all over; Huge awning; Small packed size; Carry case has plenty of room (no wrestling required). On the negative side, it can get hot during the day, and of course bloody cold at night!

To go with our new tent we have had to buy a few new camping accessories such as foam mats, groundsheet, outdoor lantern, and even a couple of rugs and side lights to make the tent feel just a tad more homely (it really does helps).

And then, I remembered that I still had to do the vehicle owner transfer. In Australia it is really good, because they have loads of public locations run by the Department of Transport, where you can sort out all of your vehicle related needs! Easy... Well it was in WA, so it should be here in QLD...

[note: I don't want to frighten people off by using lettering that is too big or garish, or with a flashing background (Dave!), but believe me when I say that the following line should be a lot bigger!]

I WAS WRONG!!!

How wrong? Let me tell you! I take the 1 page transfer document which the previous owner partly filled in (I filled in the rest), the 6 page recent safety certificate for the vehicle, the 1 page original vehicle receipt, and of course all the paperwork for myself that I can find. At the nearest Department of Transport office (hall would be more appropriate, it was a big place), I join a queue for about an hour. I get to a clerk, who takes all my papers, undoes the various staples, and promptly asks me for my Queensland driving licence! I don't have one, I reply. She then asks me for my Queensland address. I don't have one of those either. She then tells me "ok, well I cannot help you, this is not my problem", re-staples all the documents and hands them back to me.

Excuse me?! I protest. After all, what if people have bought a vehicle but are from Sydney or Melbourne, or what if they have no address at all? Am I supposed to just go back to the sellers and tell them sorry, I am not allowed to have this car?!

After explaining a few of these scenarios, the lady just could not see how crazy their system was. However, her lunch break was due, and seeing that I was not leaving, she raced off to her supervisor who instructed her to give me another handful of forms. After another 10 minutes of discussion, I walked out, absolutely furious.

In order for me to legally acquire this vehicle, I had to not only fill out the F3220 transfer form, but also a Queensland Department of Transport Customer Application form! I have to additionally supply my passport, UK driving licence, bank card, medical card, a recent document with an Australian address, a Queensland "Garage" address (if this belongs to someone else, they have to then fill out yet another form and supply a recent utility document with their address). How many times do they need to verify my identity?!

After sorting out all of the above, I went to a different DoT office, and handed over the stack of forms and documents. The woman behind the glass inspected all of it, and then told me she could process all of this, but that it would all be legally void as I would need a QLD driving licence. At which point she handed me several new forms that I would have to fill out. She saw the look of despair on my face, and said that I could do the licence another day, and how did I want to pay the $610 tax? Arghhhh

So, after a solid day of driving around acquiring more and more paperwork we finally became the legal owners of the Toyota Prado, woo-hoo, although technically we are still not sure if we are legally allowed to drive it?!

And that in a nutshell has been our last week. I told you there was no fun stuff!

Actually, there was one little thing that brought a smile. This pigeon (Ben, can you name it for us?) with the cutest feathered feet that kept on coming up to our table in a cafe near the industrial area. We returned a few times to the cafe, and the pigeon was always there marching up and down along the tables, like a Sergeant major inspecting his squad. Very cute!

Saturday, May 05, 2007

Day 97: Brisbane

Traffic is really bad in Brisbane.


Everywhere we go, no matter what time, we end up in a traffic jam and all through the night we can hear the highway traffic from our camp site. I have resorted to wearing ear plugs.

I believe the road infrastructure here has a lot to be desired and there is talk of tunnelling under the river to ease congestion. I think it is going to take a lot more than that.

Brisbane also claims to have over 500km of cycling track. Most of the cycling track we have seen appears to be an after thought where a bicycle symbol has been painted where cars parallel park. Which means if you are pelting down the road at 25km/h and someone opens their car door... your buggered.

Emelie

Thursday, May 03, 2007

Day 95: Brisbane

"I have got a surprise for you tonight"


Oly really knows how to get my attention.

"Oh?" I replied, desperately trying to remain calm, flicking an invisible speck of dirt off my t-shirt in an uninterested kind of way.

Oly is really good at surprises, they are always the best ever, exactly what I have always wanted and needed. He manages to do it every time. Me, on the other hand, I have to tell him what I have bought him for Christmas because I am so excited, plus I sneak a peak at my presents under the tree. In my defense, I do it less since I have got older... probably something to do with time flying by and before I know it, it is Christmas eve and I still have a turkey to stuff.

I spent the most of the day wondering what I had done to deserve a surprise and the rest of the time wondering, and audibly guessing, what the surprise was, much to Ol's exasperation.

"Are we going to the cinema and sitting in the Gold section?"

"No"

"Are we going to visit someone?"

"No"

"Are we going out for a meal and you're going to romance me?"

"No"

"Monster truck racing?"

"No"

"Are you sure we aren't going to the cinema?"

"What time does it start?"

"What should I wear?"

"Will there be many people there?"

"Will I have to participate or are we spectators?" (it better not be one of those Hypnotherapy shows)

I bet he wished had just surprised me rather than give me 10 hours in which to vocalise my excitement which rapidly turned to vocalised apprehension around 8PM when we were walking down dark back streets in the middle of Brisbane's "Valley" and Ol was starting to look lost. It didn't help when I saw the Church of Scientology.

We finally turned a corner and walked past a huge queue which snaked around the block. As we went past the start of the queue, I caught a glimpse inside of a poster with the word "Joe".

"So we are going to see Eskimo Joe then?" I asked as if i had known all along.

"Yup"

(hurrah!)

It was the opening night of Eskimo Joe's "Beating Like a Drum" tour at the Tivoli Theatre. When we got inside a Brisbane band we didn't know, Iron On, were playing and after about 30 minutes of roadies faffing on stage, Little Birdy came on. Finally around 11PM Eskimo Joe played for an hour.

Both Eskimo Joe and Little Birdy are bands from Perth. Eskimo Joe were excellent, we would happily see them again. They were worth the very very very long wait... the lead singer, Kav Temperley, worked the crowd well. We were a little thrown by his accent which sounded English. Oly and I did that "Well I never, fancy that!" look at each other when we first heard him. I have it on Google authority that he is from Fremantle and travelled a lot as a child which could account for him betraying his Aussie lilt.

On the negative side, they really do need to get their roadies sorted out. The time between each band was too long and we were starting to lose interest waiting for Little Birdy, let alone Eskimo Joe. Maybe this is normal in Australia... wouldn't stand for it at Brixton Academy!

Em

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