Author Archives: Big Dopey Old Bloke

Mum and Dad were married on Sept 25th 1965 – I was born on March 21st 1966. Mum was born in Bermondsey London on June 25th 1943. She was the second youngest of seven children and was born and grew up in the same house in Fort Road (later changed to Setchell Road) until afterContinue reading “Me – My Family (Mum & Dad)”

Apologies for not writing over the past three weeks – the journey has spluttered a bit. So our last two days in Tassie were ok. Our second last day was spent shopping and loitering in Devonport – my navigator and I parted ways and caught up for the afternoon trip back to the cabin. WatchedContinue reading “My Adventure – Stutters A Bit”

Both my paternal grandparents were proudly Welsh.

After a rather surprising blip on the radar with the hospital visit, we spend one more night in Launceston. R & R only! A solid two hour trip across the middle of Tassie (and down a little), saw us reach Cradle Mountain. We never intended stopping here as we had both been here a coupleContinue reading “My Adventure – It Continues Some More!”

My Nan’s heritage was English, mixed with German Jew. Granddad was an English Irish mix. But together they were my Grandparents.

So where were we? Ah, that’s right – still in St Helens. So on Saturday we ventured out to do some trout fishing at a local fishery. After a very steep and windy 40 minute drive we eventually spotted the sign for the place – which I must say pleased me because although scenic, theContinue reading “My Adventure – It Continues …”

Our first home – who would have thought it was a place with such history?

It all began for me on a beautiful Summer’s day, on the 31st January 2022. My original plan was to take six months to see the sights of Australia on my own. Day to day deciding whether to turn right or left, talking to locals about what to do, bowling, fishing, walking, talking, finding myContinue reading “My Adventure – It Begins”

It all began on a weird weather day on the 21st of March 1966.