A blog for my brother – who believes I never go “anywhere f*&%ing nice”
Not really sure how I’m going to fare selling you this week’s attraction Jarrod, because Historic Homesteads are not really your thing. You tend to veer well away from anything that involves a) period dress, b) couches you can’t put your feet up on, and c) any era that involves phrases like “now listen here, old chap!” But after a … Continue Reading →
This week’s blog is a bit of a twist on the usual, Jarrod, because the J Ward Tour is something YOU recommended that we do whilst up in Ararat! So it feels strangely anticlimactic writing this up… There’s nothing to sell to you. No convincing to be done. The answer as to whether you’d go there is inevitably… well….yes. Anyway, as we established in … Continue Reading →
Understatement of the year: “this week’s blog excursion elicited some pretty strong reactions from my family.” That’s right, when I ever- so-casually mentioned, between mouthfuls of cake at my sister’s birthday that I was off to stay in Ararat to do a night tour of the old Aradale Asylum, it was a complete needle off the record moment. Silence, and then an eruption from all … Continue Reading →