Bonus Episode: Xmas In Merimbula
As a special gift for getting through 2020 (such a hard year), we share one of our all time fav pieces of radio (a holiday classic): ‘Xmas in Merimbula’ by Kayla (then aged 8).
As a special gift for getting through 2020 (such a hard year), we share one of our all time fav pieces of radio (a holiday classic): ‘Xmas in Merimbula’ by Kayla (then aged 8).
This episode uncovers some of London’s lost rivers; exposes a smelly ogre; and transports us to a magical reawakening.
In this episode author, travel podcaster and poet Maame Blue drops by to chat about London, Naarm (Melbourne), travel and… oh yeah, her debut novel “Bad Love” (Jacaranda Books).
In this episode we reflect on a confusing couple of weeks and try to make sense of events that almost don’t make any sense at all.
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During February and March we were house hunting. My memories of those confused weeks are thin — I’d just arrived from the other side of the world, and as much as I search for a linear and coherent story, none exists. I remember having to shake off claustrophobic thoughts before going into potential homes for house interviews; the intricate combinations of smell and light and sound; and the time before physical distancing. Our precautions came with caveats and weight: we didn’t shake hands, we used hand sanitiser, we Zoomed if we could. I flinched at every cough. As potential housemates, we discussed move-in dates, rent and bills, all without hashing out what ‘our house’ might look like if we, strangers, were plunged into indefinite 24/7 lockdown, except that’s one thing we needed to discuss. We all spoke as if coronavirus was happening to characters in other people’s dreams. But Shona and I had a hard move-out date, the lockdown’s bottlenecks had created myriad uncertainties, and the weeks were slipping away, so we increased our budget; began looking further afield, despite loving Leytonstone; and, somewhat reluctantly, decided no housemates. We also sent a ‘hail Mary’ email to Shona’s colleagues (when all bets are off …). A friend of a friend had a flat in south London. Four days later, moving day, March 24, Day 1 of lockdown: the removalists arrived three hours late, then we took an uneasy Tube trip across town to a part of London we’d never visited, holding an unsigned contract with landlords we’d never met, to move into a flat we’d never seen.
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In this series we discover what it takes to fall in love with a new city during a pandemic.