Suburban nightmare

I just got lost. It was terrifying. I woke up early (read: 9am. My uncle gets up at 5:30am, so clearly there's no contest) and went out running, cos I'm healthy like that. It was a charming sunny morning, and I thought I'd turn off the main road and follow this little stream in a kind of wooded nature reserve place...
when I emerged onto the road, I had no idea where I was. All the streets looked the same: wide, tree-lined, big houses with balconies. (Think of the road in American Beauty). There were no passers-by and no traffic.

I wandered around aimlessly for a while, feeling myself start to get sunburnt. I thought I might collapse from dehydration and lie at the roadside until my body was discovered by a passing SUV. However, luckily I came upon a man on a ride-on mower, mowing his front lawn. He pointed me in the right direction, and some nice old ladies helped me find the right street. I got back, and Vic was still asleep. I don't think she really believes I've been out at all.

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Byron Bay...love it



Most Easterly point



Tropical paradise


Me and my cousins! Liz, 14, left, Katie, 16, right