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i'll pick my favourite on February 28th

The Stable, Poole

Having lived in Poole on and off for 4 years I am fully aware of the lack of good eateries, don't get me wrong there's nice places to eat but they tend to break the bank a little and err on the side of snobby, so when I heard that a new branch of The Stable was opening up on the quay I just HAD to visit.

It was a cold dark, drizzly England afternoon when we found ourselves wandering in the stable doors & like the wise men finding the baby jesus laid in his stable manger we knew we were in the right place.

It was only just past lunch time but the bar was busling with families nibbling away on pizzas and sipping pints of cider, the beautiful buzz of a busy restaurant warmed us as we found our seat by the window and got to work on the menu.

Hearing that I love cider & Dan hates the stuff the super knowledgable bar staff urged us to order the cider board, a mixture of 5 local golden nectars, ranging from a sweet, delicate pear through to a hearty oak brewed number with no fizz. Adult apple juice i you will...Dan was immediately converted to a cider drinker and just as he started his best rendition of ' I am a cider drinker' the garlic bread we'd ordered came whizzing down the stairs...

IT didn't last long, it was delicious. Perfectly thin and floppy, each taste was as good as the first. In fact, we were so impressed I made a B line upstairs to the restuarant and open kitchen to watch the chefs busy working away on our pizzas & before I got time to question them about how to make the perfect pizza they announced ours were ready, so I rushed back downstairs to our table.

A super simple margherita for moi, I live on the philosophy that if you can impress the italian blood within me by simple taste then you're magical, and as with the garlic bread every bite was as beautiful as the first. As he's a bit more daring (and eats meat, I always fail to add that in) Dan went for the lamb roast pizza and drizzled it in chilli oil. I'd let you know Dan's thoughts on the pizza but most of them were noises one could only liken to a soft core porno, a lot of 'mmmmm' and 'oh my god's were uttered in between bites, safe to say he was smitten. What makes The Stables pizzas so special, aside from the black magic, is the fact everything is sourced as locally as possibly can be and due to this the menus vary from branch to branch giving a true taste of the local area. They also cater to gluten free folk and vegans (which I normally am, but well...pizza).

See you soon Stable!

xo

the last australia post

I'm now back on soggy UK soil (insert sad face here), I've not posted this until now as I wanted the previous post to stay live for a few days.

The last few days, after getting back from our trip down south, have been such a blur. We seem to have split our time between lazing on the beach, drinking boost juice and chilling out in the spa, but also made time for one last family day trip. A trip to Australia isn't complete without being a complete tourist and cosying up with some koalas and kangeroos, so we took a short drive to Caversham wildlife park to do just that...




gangnam style...







We spent our day mainly in with the kangaroos, watching the hop around feeding them pellets of food and stroking them (they are unbelievably soft). The rest of the park is amazing, we caught a working farm show before lunch and learnt all about sheep shearing and the working dogs. It really was a lovely way to spend our last bit of time with boys family.

Our month away has been absolute bliss and I really want to say I'm sad to go back to the UK, but in a way I'm not. The sooner we get back on British soil the sooner our serious countdown to moving begins and if time flies the way it has done since we left in December we'll be back before we know it. Goodbye for now Australia, you total babe of a country.
xo

gon' south | part three

I've been super busy so kind of forgot to blog....oops! Here's the final part of our trip down south...

After all those beautiful forests we thought it was high time we headed towards the sea, so headed back down towards Cape Leeuwin to see where the two oceans meet...




Dan's brother spent the whole car journey telling us about a youtube video where you can see two oceans moving in completely different directions, so I was expecting something along the lines of moses splitting the seas. Sadly there was absolutely no different between the two oceans, but it was pretty cool to visit regardless.

From there we started heading back up the coast towards Perth. We'd planned to visit a couple of Australia's awesome caves whilst away so made sure to take half a day to visit Jewel Cave.





Jewel Cave is the biggest cave open to the public in WA and it is absolutely spectacular. We had an extremely knowledgeable guide who lead us down more steps than I can count and through all the chambers explaining all the amazing formations as we went.

It was about lunch time by the time our tour was over so we grabbed a snack and headed further north to Bussleton, a seaside town around 220km south of Perth.





Busselton is renouned for it's jetty, which at 2km is the longest jetty in the Southern Hemisphere. The jetty's closed for ships these days but is kept busy by tourism and the local fishermen, who you'll find casting lines all along the jetty. We took a nice walk to the end and back before a wonder along the beach and back in to town for dinner. And with full tummies, big grins and memories to last a lifetime we headed back to the car for the drive home.

xo

gon' south | part two

Luckily after our day in the forest we had a beautiful campsite home to return to...



Dan and me had a lovely squishy bed to fall asleep in, whilst his brother and sister decided to be true campers and sleep on roll mats with sleeping bags, err no thanks.

The next morning we were woken by the sound of laughing kookaburras and bright sunshine glaring through the edges of the tent. We got up and drove in to the nearest town to grab breakfast in the local bakery, complete with an extra large dare to give us some energy. It was then back in the car and over to Greens Pool, possible the most beautiful beach I've ever set foot on in my life, and elephant rocks...






We spent the day running along the beach and paddling, and I spent most of my day begin screamed at as I'd failed to see the blue jellyfish I was about the step on. I cant begin to explain how pristine and beautiful the beach was, the sand genuinely squeaked under foot and was almost painfully white and sparkly without sunglasses on. Elephant rocks were just that, a heap of rocks which look a little bit like a heard of elephants!


It was then back to our new cosy little home for dinner and another evening of monopoloy and cheap wine, I seem to have become quite accustomed to the taste of white wine. The box above was 4L and cost around £7 and believe it or not actually tastes lovely, especially mixed with some lemonade (or to any aussies or backpackers, magic goon!).





The next day we headed to Gloucester national park, apart from another lovely forest walk we also headed to the parks main attraction, the Gloucester tree. The Gloucester tree is a 72m tall karri tree which was originally a fire post, visitors are welcome, with out a harness to climb all 150 odd pegs to the top. Apparently only 20% of visitors climb to the top and Dan was one, however the idiot forgot to take a camera and I sure as hell wasn't going to follow him up in a short dress and flip flops! He assured me the view from the top was absolutely spectacular, I just dont know if I fancy risking my life to confirm it. xo