Our final house-sit of the year brings us to the beach town of Rockingham, an hour south of Perth.
No, we've not actually encountered any real winter weather, Alaska is the name of the adorable 15 month old white labrador that we are currently minding.
Over the past six weeks we’ve swapped Ireland for Australia, and 20 odd hens and ducks for at least as many budgies, finches and quails.
The kid goat we're looking after in Ireland takes a shine to our guest...
Wondering why we came back to Ireland…this explains it
Lots of people have asked "don't you get lonely?", the answer is of course yes.
We're in Ireland and it's raining, it's why the Isle is called Emerald I suppose and goes with the territory.
A tale of unprovoked sibling violence, joyous walks and tal vez mañana. Or just another day in the life of BlueBlue, Marley and Viva.
Even the most original things follow patterns. After looking after 13 dogs in six months, I've summed up dogs' responses to house-sitters in three words - QUIETloudQUIET.
Yes, this confirmed southerner has ventured north of the Watford gap. The verdict, it’s cold, it’s wet, there’s freezing fog – basically the same as London then. Clearly I’m a bit of a fraud,