Home sweet home

House hunting in a big new city isn’t easy.  We needed maps – maps of the train lines, maps of the bus routes, maps of the ferry routes, and maps of the roads.  I eventually tracked down a nice compact road map.  Being a small city boy of York and Canberra I was used to maps fitting on one A3 size piece of paper – but not Brisbane – you needed to collect about 8 A3 seperate maps in order to piece together the entire area!  Where do you start looking first for a house to move into?
We eventually did find a nice townhouse.  It was all spacious and sparse as we had yet to have any of our shipping or furniture deliveries.  So as I was sat in the corner with nothing but my sketchbook I envisaged a few little local helpers helping me to move in! 

Welcome to Queensland..

Being an Australian nature lover I was keenly looking everywhere for anything.  I’d obviously been Canberra-ised thinking that all city’s must have kangaroos hopping across the roads, and flocks of galahs and cockatoos on street corners, but not Queensland, you have to search just a little bit harder through the sprawling city life…
As we were spending the first few weeks house hunting, we were looking at different suburbs to live in, and what I did start to notice were bush turkeys!  And I still believe there is a bush turkey in every suburb.

Where galahs were so readily seen everyday in Canberra it took me almost 2 weeks to see my very first Brisbane galah!