Mr 3 has discovered wrestling. Miss 1 is learning to love it.

The flooding didn’t get much worse than this in Newcastle. We’ve been blessed.

Don’t underestimate just how much your kids will change your life.

In what other country is it considered patriotic to barbecue your national emblem for lunch on your national day?

(Yes, that’s our kangaroo on the left.)

Not quite a candidate for my “Houses of the Hunter” series, I’m thinking.

Taken in the street after I got home from work.

Strictly speaking, it was after midnight, but as you know, I’m flexible with the rules of this project.

It’s an unfortunate location to hold a staff retreat, really.

I’ve been told by some of my subjects that I have a very distracting “freaky eye”. I have no idea what they’re talking about.

Today’s photo captures the, ah, beauty of our driveway.

The same driveway that was unable to establish sufficient friction with my shoes to keep me upright last night.

Camera and phone: intact. Opposite knee and hand: not so much.