Three Bears and a Jackaroo!

Just for a moment, imagine you are me.

You are thirty-four-years-old, and your widowed mother died last year. Then a close relative gives you something that offers you a personal glimpse into what mum, dad and older sister did just a few years before you were born. They emigrated to Australia. How would that affect you?

Would you want to go and see Australia yourself, and trace those family footsteps?

Well, I would.

And I did – but it took me another thirty-three years…

By March 2020 I had reach...