Planet Paulines Blog Life Experiences of a professional accredited tour guide from Melbourne Australia. I am an observer. I am a seeker. I am a participant. I do not wear headphones in public places. I am the Black Sheep. I colour outside the lines. I accept the universal law. I do not follow the crowd. I follow the Witches. I believe. The TRUTH is OUT THERE!

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The final rule of moving house how to upset the neighbours number 1

Our first Christmas in the house, I wrapped a couple of little puddings in tinsel, quite expensive little puddings and placed them carefully in boxes with coloured ribbons, handwriting “ Merry Christmas “ and their respective names on cards. Mr. G placed them gently in both letterboxes that night. Maybe not so gently he mentioned later. It was a peace offering and I thought it would go a small way to helping. Nothing was ever said about that gesture.






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Tour Guide Memories

Participating in my own professional development – by sampling the gourmet delights of Kiltynane Winery – purely for research purposes! Hard to tell Winter is here.











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A sign from beyond

It was a mid morning phone call from her niece, which brought the sad news that Gwen had passed away. I couldn’t believe it. Her house empty, locked up, the 100 year old tree in the front yard, dropping its leaves as if recognising the loss.

The next day or two later, I stood at the balcony window, as I had so many times over the years, looking out over the rooftops, Gwen’s rooftop to the little chimney at the back. For some 20 seconds perhaps, I stared in silence and disbelief –






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Sleepover with the grandkids

Have you ever felt so fatigued that it is hard to engage in ordinary everyday life?  Have you thought you have some type of exotic sleeping sickness or syndrome or are lacking in a vitamin essential for daily life? Possibly...






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Close encounters of the spooky kind

My first memory of something unexplained occurred many years ago, when I was about ten years old. Life on a farm in the rich dairy country of south western Victoria meant natural encounters were part of daily experiences. Childhood games,...






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Pleasantville welcomes you

Moving House – Part 4 “ You mean we’re in Pleasantville?’ “ Sounds like the opening line of a movie scene…..only it’s real. Set in a simple place where residents exist in a traditional setting, never changing, just living day...