Moving on up, you're moving on out...

...time to break free, nooooothing can stop me...

It has been loverly staying with Emja and her family for the past two months. They have been so kind and generous and welcoming. I think I eat half of their food, but they never complain.

But it is time to give them back their house. I think it was when Em's Dad started making sure I had a nice warm jumper on each morning that I realised that I'd been there too long!

This Friday, two guys, their van and I are moving the Thomas gypsy road show to a semi-permanent camp at Naremburn, near St Leonards. Let's hope the Council let me put up the 'bearded lady' sign and the ferris wheel for the local kids.

Not that my new flattie is the bearded lady! Her name is Emma (yep, it's gonna get kerazy konfusing!) and she works in Chatswood. She went to Costa Rica as a Group Leader at the start of this year. She is formerly of Sutherland and likes dancing badly to tragic 80s hits. That's about all I know so far...

Anyways, shout outs to the Rockin' Rochford clan for their Xtreme hospitality, I am forever in your debt.

Shout outs too to all those who've sponsored my head shave. I am nigh on $500!

Stay tuned!