The first of our stops heading south from Sydney in early 2023. It was the perfect start to our journey, a truly relaxing few days of sightseeing, talking, singing, laughing, loving.

This was a reunion of people, locations, and spirits on the south coast of New Souty Wales, the region where Harry and I visited in our teens aboard my VW pop-top Kombi, on a holidy where Ian played guitar and flute, I sang and wrote poetry, particularly Salted Lips of Time written at Moruya Heads, and we just chilled like genuine '70's hippies.

I had no idea until recently that Harry had photos of that trip, and the only photos I believe in existence of the VW Kombi, so I've included them here. The shorts I'm wearing look like a nappy, probably appropriate at the time.....