My best mate in Aussie, Ashley, just left Sydney because his granddad died two nights ago. He's flying back to London to pay his last respect and meet up with his family whom he left two months ago.

I feel a bit alone at the moment as I am living in a big apartment on my own and there's no bloody English guy around all the time nagging about his work. I guess suddenly you start to appreciate things that you despised when they were around you. That's the feeling I've been carrying with me after I have seen some horrible things in South-Africa, and contributes to the fact that I respect a lot more little, but so important aspects of life than I used too.

I have only been in Sydney when it comes to Australia and I can't wait to see more of this country. Although an entirely different atmoshphere from the South African culture surrounds the Australian people, I do like it a lot and I can see myself living here one day in a nice apartment in the harbour.