Holiday!... Celebrate!...

I left for vacation on Tuesday (15.9.09) for 10 days with my 2 children and my sister.


And my good friend Claudio Kirac helped me buy an Apple MacBook Pro.

I plan to sit by the pool with a fluffy duck in one hand, rainbow pinstripe speedo’s on working on the tan and new macbook in the other hand. Not actually working. Just posing.
(tumbleweed roll’s past as you grasp that picture)


I am feeling overwhelmed and guilty but I guess that is to be expected as I am not used to people doing selfless things to help me.

I was that guy that would hold open doors for people with a smile. At a school that I went to in England in the early 90’s, I was new, I wanted to ‘blend in’ and impress, so I became 'that guy' that held the door open into the main school building after morning chapel. What i thought was 6 – 12 people tuned out to be around 200 people. I awkwardly smiled for so long that I got a mouth twitch. (my chivalry lasted a week).
I am fiercely independent.

The flight is just another long haul to me, (as I went to school in the u.k. for a few years and have also travelled extensively), but it’s a big thing for the children who have flown to Fiji before but that isn’t a long haul from Australia.

They loved the whole experience, stuff that the travel hardened find monotonous, check in, customs, transit lounges, dad in a wheelchair, take off, air safety, compact toilets with a loud flush, personal tv screens, air conditioning, reading lights, turbulence, descent and landing.
I can take it or leave it.
Not to sound spoilt but I’m a nervous flyer. The faintest sniff of clouds or turbulence and I find I’m grabbing my armrests to control the plane.

This was a last minute thing it’s unbelievable, thankyou for the selfless donations. They help to make normality possible.
Without them I would only have income protection insurance as my sole income, it is miniscule and doesn’t allow any room for luxury’s at all.

So this is part when I ask you to please not forget to donate.