We got half way through our great road trip and decided to stop moving. Living out of a van has its moments but we gradually got sick of endless driving and over crowded seaside caravan parks. So we made it to Sydney, said hello to Mum, Dad and Grandma then turned back down the coast.

We found somewhere with a lovely beach and a beautiful lake, and booked ourselves into a tiny little house to sit and gaze at the view. Now it feels like a holiday. We are doing nothing.

I love doing nothing every now and again.