My fascination with the macabre began as a child when I sat rapt watching Bela Lugosi and his vampire brides in the 1931 black and white classic, Dracula, on our TV in the family room. I was perhaps 6.
Cataract Gorge was easily the most spectacular walk in Launceston and one of the more memorable stops on our Tasmania visit. With a suspension bridge, swimming pool, chairlift, cafes, Victorian gardens and even gyrating peacocks, this spot has something for pretty much everyone
Sunday, November 25th is White Ribbon Day and the UN International Day for the Elimination of Violence against Women. We can make a difference together, and we must, because according to the largest study ever done on the problem of violence against women – a study conducted in 70 countries over 40 years – violence is ‘a bigger danger to women than cancer’.
I have a fresh fierceness, for lack of a better word. I am fiercely protective of my family and also the world we live in. For me, there is a new level of engagement with the world, in part because I care deeply about what I will leave for my daughter when I pass on.
Port Arthur, Tasmania, is a beautiful, terrible place. Its history as a penitentiary is dark, having been the destination for the ‘hardest’ of convicted British and Irish criminals between 1833 and 1853. The day we visited, the coast of Tasmania was struck with violent, gale force winds and the entire Port Arthur site was without power, throwing the visitor’s centre and rooms within the intact historic buildings into an eerie darkness.
The Grand Canyon walk in the World Heritage-listed Blue Mountains National Park, NSW, was first established in 1907. In my opinion, it is one of the best walks in Australia.