We are thankful


Today Norfolk celebrated Thanksgiving.  This Norfolk tradition dates back to a time when American whalers were living and working on the island.  Today was also a public holiday and oh how lovely it was to have a day at home together, midway through our busy week! 

For dinner tonight we enjoyed a "traditional" Thanksgiving meal; turkey, baked veggies and cranberry sauce! It was a little ad hoc, we weren't really organised. Truth be told, we bought one of those Ingham brand frozen turkey rolls from the supermarket.  On the box it said 100% turkey so I figured it would be OK.  It wasn't until we were cooking it tonight that we discovered the advertising on the box wasn't quite what it claimed!  I won't bore you with the list of extra dodgy ingredients, but lets just say the actual content of turkey meat was around 75%!!!!!!!! Ewwwww. We won't be buying that again.

I love the sentiment behind this celebration. It's important to put the daily grind on pause and reflect on how fortunate we are. Our family certainly has plenty to be thankful for - even dodgy turkey meat!

Happy Thanksgiving to you!

Normally we decorate our Christmas tree on December first, but somehow it made better sense to bring our plans forward by a day. 


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'Around the Island' Relay

Today we participated in Norfolk's annual 'Round the Island Relay'.  Ben was a member of the VRA (Volunteer Rescue Association) running team, while  I was a member of walking group called 'Team Awesome'.  Harry was part of a school running team. The course is around 25 km's in total. The section Ben and I had to complete was from Captain Cook Lookout to Puppy's Point - 4.8 km's in total. Some parts were a bit hilly and I managed to make a wrong turn which put me off course for two or three minutes, but Daft Punk blaring from my iPod kept me striding at a great pace. I should sleep well tonight.  Ben didn't get around to training for the big event, but managed his run in pretty good time (all the sport he plays has obviously paid off). Our team crossed the line before Ben's, but we walkers got a huge head start (the first participant heading off at 5:15am!!!!!!!!). It was such a good fun morning and we are already looking forward to next years relay (with plans to be even fitter and faster of course!!!!!).

Ben nears the end of his leg, ready to "pass the baton" to Deb
'Team Awesome' crossing the finish line with Gill (centre) who had the last leg


Harry and the other kids in the school team
'Team Awesome' looking lovely in pink!
The VRA team cross the line together
The VRA team feeling rather relieved it's all over!

Captain Hook

Ben left the house before anyone was awake - his fishing expeditions normally start that way.  He and his fishing buddies sometimes travel and hour or so off shore. And because they sometimes spend 5 or 6 hours at sea, an early start is needed. But around 8am the phone rang....

"I don't want you to worry, but I'm at the hospital.  I have a fish hook embedded in my hand!"

Eeeek! Ouch.  I immediately got a picture in my head. I felt faint just thinking about it.

Well I didn't panic.  But we did high-tail it out the front door and up to the hospital quick smart to see for ourselves the extent of the injury. There was no way I could go to work without seeing for myself that the rest of him was intact.

When we arrived at Emergency, the doctor had just finished removing the large part of the hook and was anesthetising the hole, ready to dig out the remaining bit!


 Check out the hook....

Three nasty looking prongs - poor fish!

Ben is on call this week and has to drive the rescue vehicle everywhere he goes (which Harry and Till love, because obviously if we go out as a family, we all pile too).  I think it's a bit funny that he drove himself to Emergency in the rescue car!


The Rescue vehicle parked out the front of our place

His hand isn't too sore, thankfully, and he's complaining more about the arm the nurses put a tetanus shot into actually.

And don't think this little incident has crushed his enthusiasm for "catching". I'm certain Ben will be back in the boat with a rod in his hand just as soon as he can!









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Warm days, warm nights

It's beginning to feel a lot like Summer around these parts...


We have a tree so bountiful with mulberries that the heavy branches almost touch the ground. The strawberry plants are dripping with berries too.  Talk about natures own lollies, I can't believe how amazing they taste. I wonder if being on a sugar-free diet has heightened my senses! Perhaps I have a new appreciation for what it means to taste something sweet!

The insects are humming at night and we are finally sleeping with our windows open again. The doona has long gone back into storage. I absolutely love waking up to a fresh morning breeze and the smell of dew! The crisp air gives me a gentle kick up the bum and forces me get up and get going a little quicker than normal.

We are slowly phasing out the weekly soups, stews and baked dinners.  Fresh salads and fruit have become the constant craving! I noticed the butter looking a bit worse for wear, it might have to move into the fridge for a few months. Definitely a good sign things are warming up though.

The Christmas decorations are just a few weeks off making their festive debut. I've heard them stirring in their boxes within the cupboard under the stairs. Truly! I've finally started a present list too.

Then there's our calendar. Oh my! Every box is SO covered in notes it looks somewhat like a traffic jam; we have so many social events coming our way. Not to mention the long awaited visitors who'll soon be hopping off the plane and onto Norfolk soil!


Yes, there's a good vibe in the air. 

Although I must confess...I feel a little bit overwhelmed too.  At this time of the year life starts to get a bit crazy. All the anticipation leaves me feeling energized and weary at the same time!

But I do LOVE Summer and it can't come quick enough as far as I'm concerned!

Perseverance Pays


Before we moved to Norfolk Island, Matilda and Harry were privileged to have a weekly piano lesson with a wonderful Suzuki trained teacher, named Ali. It wasn’t just the weekly lessons that made this routine so special.  Ali is such a dedicated and caring teacher, and one of the most patient people you could ever meet. Every year, all her Suzuki students were given the opportunity to partake in eisteddfods, end of term concerts and the occasional group lesson. We felt part of our local Suzuki family and we loved it!

Harry with Ali - Harry's Book 1 Recital April 2008


Of course, the thought of giving this all away was rather traumatic, to say the least.  At our last End of Term concert I sat and cried! After all the dedication we’d given to this rewarding method of musical training, I couldn’t bear the thought of not continuing.

And so, once we arrived on the island we went in pursuit of a piano. See the above photo - well that's our piano, left behind in the care of friends.  I MISS that piano, but I know it's well looked after and lovingly played! After a few weeks of searching (it wasn't easy to find one) we located a grand old dinosaur – an upright Beale that had, in a former life, been a Pianola.  We have it on long term loan. It’s the ugliest piano I’ve ever seen, but I am grateful we have it at all.  The humidity can play havoc with the keys here – almost anyone I know who owns a piano on the island complains of sticky keys.  Well, remarkably, the old Beale has never skipped a beat, we’ve never had even one sticky key and it stays beautifully in tune too.

Obviously we don’t have access to a Suzuki trained teacher here, so that means Ben has taken on the role of 'piano teacher', with me chipping in from time to time.  Ben plays quite well himself but my poorly developed sight-reading skills hinder me, making it harder to accurately interpret Harry's increasingly more complex music. It has been tough at times – after all, we aren’t qualified and we don’t have any experience teaching music.  Some days we wish we could teleport dear Ali into our kitchen!

Ben teaching Harry

Harry has progressed under Ben’s tutelage, albeit at a slower pace than if he’d continued under Ali’s direction.  He works hard and cooperates for the most part. Harry even flew back to Sydney to play in the Graduation Concert at the Opera House earlier this year. Ben and he spent several weeks in Oz, preparing for the big event (including some special catch-up lessons with Ali). But teaching Till has been tricky.  For a long time, we just didn’t seem to be getting anywhere.  And it wasn’t for a lack of enthusiasm on her part.  She can barely walk past the piano without stopping to tinker on the keys. We just didn’t have all those little tricks up our sleeve that Ali had acquired over years of teaching young children.  But lately, everything has been falling into place. At last - phew. It seems her left and right hands are finally in agreement – well more so than they were previously!

Last weekend, Till played for the very first time in front of a very large and VERY noisy audience at the Norfolk RSL.  The event, which is held regularly, is called ‘Youth Rocks’.  The concert is held to give any willing students a chance to perform for an audience; in either dance, instrumental, or voice.  You can probably appreciate how important such opportunities are for children living in a small isolated community, such as this. Anyway, Till did beautifully, playing every note correctly.  We felt very proud.
Till played Cuckoo from Book 1


And so our Suzuki journey continues, despite all the odds.  And maybe one day, we'll find ourselves living once again in the vicinity of an experienced teacher! Special thanks to my fabulous Ben - you do a great job!

Here are some videos. The first is of Till playing last weekend, and the second is of Harry playing at the Opera House, back in early May.



The Little Box Children


Early last year we found ourselves in possession of a box. Now we aren't talking about just any box here folks (to begin with, it only had 3 and a bit sides).  This particular box happened to be huge! A box so big, two children were able to move in comfortably and live in that said box for many, many months!  This monstrous, spacious box accommodated a double bed mattress, sleeping bags, pillows, books for night-time reading and toys of course.  

Eventually though, the mummy of the house said,

"Enough! I want my lounge room back! It's time you Little Box Children moved back to your own bedrooms, and back to your own little beds"!

But therein lay a big problem....the two Little Box Children had become so content sleeping in their big boxy abode, and the thought of returning to their own lonely, cold, unwelcoming beds was more than they could bear. So the parents of the Little Box Children had to put their heads together and think of an alternative. 

And so it was decided. From that moment onwards, box child One and box child Two moved into the guest room, to the queen bed! And this is where they have slept ever since.  Snuggled together, night after night, breathing each others in and out breath.  Sharing dreams perhaps? There's certainly plenty of laughter coming from that room most nights.  We hear them sharing stories, jokes and all sorts or funny antics. Sometimes you'd think there was a three ringed circus visiting to be honest. But it's the sweetest thing I've ever witnessed. Plus we put them to bed quite early, so they usually get all the sillies out before it's time to drift off!


On two occasions recently Matilda has boldly announced "It's time I went back to my old bed, to sleep all by myself".  We have nodded and smiled knowing full well she wouldn't last 15 minutes.  She didn't even last 5! Of course, it won't last forever.  Who knows how long this arrangement will stay in place - but for now it's working beautifully.

We still have the box.  It now resides in the shed. But now and then it makes a come-back, although not as a sleeping space anymore.  All sorts of hilarious imaginary games take place in the looking-a-bit-worse-for-wear box nowadays.  Especially when playmates come to call.

Nannie and Pa are arriving in just over a month.  There's no room in the queen bed.  Hmmmm.....I wonder how they'll feel about taking up residence in the box!

Just kidding! x






In the last week or so

Here's a few photos showing what we've been up to of late...



Here we are sharing a meal with family who recently visited Norfolk. There's nothing quite so nice as dinner in the great outdoors, especially when you have to put up with scenery like this! And made all the more special because we were sharing it with relations who love Norfolk as much as we do!


Would you look at that smile! Just when we thought the gap couldn't get any wider, Till's extra tooth fell out. Unusually, Till had an extra tooth in a spot right at the front. Ordinarily most people have 4 teeth between the fangs, but she had 5. It sure was crowded.  Now we are waiting with bated breath to see if an unwanted adult tooth tries to take its place.


Harry beat me at scrabble on the weekend! And I didn't go easy. What a cheeky clever monkey he is.



Ben and I are still eating sugar free - I think we are up to week 4!? I've lost count. Check out the sugar free pumpkin pie that Ben whipped up for Halloween.  It was yummy (and healthy).