After all that, I am home. Sprawled on the couch in front of the fire with the TV crackling away in the background and Mam and Dad pottering around the house, living their lives. It’s strange but when I look back on my time in Australia, it is not the touristy things that stand out.Continue reading “Finding My Feet”
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Orla O'Muiri 