PERIPATETIC LIVING

One of the ways we have chosen to make the most of life is to live and work in some great places.

• for more than 20 years we lived with our 4 kids in a little dead end street in East Brunswick, with Lygon St shops out our back gate and CERES just a short walk in the other direction;
• I lived in various hotels in Port Moresby for more nights than I care to remember;

• We made a caravan into a second home and committed to living and working in it least 3 months a year, mostly on the NSW north coast;

• When we moved to the Sunshine Coast, our apartment had stunning views over the northern tip of Bribie Island with the sand of Bullcock Beach out our front door;

• And when family reasons took us to Launceston we found a place on the redeveloped SeaPort Marina where we could walk to the Harvest Market and into town;

• Our Melbourne base for a few years was the iconic CityPoint, on the doorstep of Southern Cross Station and with uninterrupted views across the south western CBD;

• And when we eventually moved back to Victoria we were lucky enough to jag a townhouse opposite the sprawling Village Park with the estuary, river and ocean beaches, and Barwon Heads' fabulous shopping strip out our front door.

These days I do paid work part time. I like it. I like doing others things too, like hanging out at home, cooking, bushwalking and swimming in the ocean every morning. I'm super lucky. I few years ago (2015) I wrote a book(let), a kind of manifesto. In it I reason that pleasure, betterness and meaning are what matters, not the extent to which one is successful at paid work. I've drafted a second edition. It's better than the first, but it's not finished and maybe never will be.

In 2018 we bought another caravan, a Marvel Seabreeze, from the caravan yard just down the road from our Caloundra home. The pull of the peripatetic life is strong.