Write on Wednesday: The Nature of Place

Think about a place in nature that feels special to you. Perhaps it is somewhere you visited as a child. Or maybe you share a special outdoor space with your own children. This place, this space will be your prompt for this week’s writing exercise. Write about a particular natural geography, a natural place or space close to your heart. Tell us about the weather, the landform , the creatures who live there, what the place means to you and why. You can write prose fiction, poetry, non-fiction and/or a photographic narrative. You might mix the landscape with a personal story. Wherever the prompt take you…Let us peek into your place.


As a young naïve 22 year old, I left home…for 2 years anyway. Packed a backpacked full of mostly useless possession, and armed with a best friend for good measure….I left my small seaside home in Austinmer on the NSW south coast, population of 2000, for the city of London, United Kingdom, population 6 million ( soon to be 6 million and 2).

As the story goes, this young Aussie girl end up living with other young Aussies, in a  house from hell situation…18-20 people, crammed into a 5 bedroom half house on the outskirts of the Zone 3 Tube line…Destination : Willesden Green. My flat was sandwiched between a funeral parlour, police station, doctors surgery, Catholic church  and Caribbean takeaway shop…I guess you could say the place had everything!!.And so began my acclimatisation process began…I drank beer endlessly, ate way too much fried food, registered with a recruitment agency and worked in a range of dead-end jobs…I gained weight, my clothes no longer fit, and I struggled through what felt like an endless winter…

And then, out of the blue, along came summer …and before she quickly vacated I could not fight the urge to leave the confines of the  city and take to the European coast line.

I took my somewhat larger self on a bus trip through Europe…I gave myself 5 week, one weeks holiday for every month I had lived in that cramped, stale share house…I was finally free, fatter…but free…

Paris was lovely, Nice was nice…..But what was my ‘ wow’ moment, was the Monte Carlo coast line, the lure of the Mediterranean Sea…

5 months in a shared room in a challenging part of London was hard on this young naïve Aussie girl…and it wasn’t till I saw the blue sea that I realised how hard it had been.

It was a moment that crystallised for me that seaside living is an integral part of who I was, who I am…I am happiest my the sea…and up till that point in my life I had taken ocean frolics for granted.

But not on this particular day….I remember perfectly the  moment I got of that tour bus and touched down on the pebbled shore, stripping down to my bikini ( which was encasing a bit more skin that it had previously been required too!!) and took to the sea….

The cool water, the salt on my skin, the waves washing over me….it was there and then, that I swore I would never take the sea for granted….Like an long lost friend we were reunited in the summer of 2001 and have been on great terms, fabulous terms, ever since.

4 Comments (+add yours?)

  1. Stephanie
    Feb 02, 2012 @ 15:25:10

    You have wonderful descriptions here! Nice work!


  2. Daphne
    Feb 03, 2012 @ 04:20:16

    Very nice post. It sounds like a story that could be written for a weekly tv show…. I, too, love, love the beach…. Sadly, I need to drive 40 minutes to get there. Ah, well. The drive is definitely worth the effort.


  3. Sarah Mac
    Feb 03, 2012 @ 09:11:13

    The sea is my escape too – I can’t be too far away – beautifully written.


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