Dear Nan - From City Streets to Country Dreams: The True Story of Building a Life on the Land

How my grandparents traded Sydney for a fibro shack in Gulgong and created a sanctuary where love knew no boundaries – complete with bottle-fed lambs, rescued joeys, and a goat at the dinner table!

Dear Nan,

I've been thinking about that brave leap you and Grandpa took back in 1978, when you both decided to pack up your Northern Beaches Sydney life and head west to Gulgong. What a decision that must have been – leaving behind the familiar rhythms of the city for something completely unknown in the country. Well, not completely unknown. You both spent your childhoods in the country, on dairy farms, so you knew what you were in for, and of course you welcomed it with open arms. But it was a contrast to the past 30 years of city living.

I can picture you both arriving in that little town, breathing in air that was probably cleaner and quieter than anything you'd known in years. Not a single whiff of the salty sea, but in it’s place the scent, of gum leaves, dust, wattle – and the occasional dead mouse!

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