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If you own a holden commodore and are a P plater you will feel right at home in this once beautiful and now virtually treeless suburban desert. Once again devine and co have manage to convert a picturesque piece of Australian wilderness/ acreage into a festpool of maximum density minimum cost housing. The internet access is poor at best (I consider adsl1 pretty poor) thanks to the developers cheap ways. If you own a mobile, although many providers will tell you coverage is excellent, you will be running round your very hastilly and roughly turfed lawn to get signal.

The dogs are friendlier and more intelligent than the humans and will often strike up long distance conversations with you and each other late at night or when you are trying to get your infant son or daughter to rest. They do however possess a better vocabulary and dress sense than most of the locals. Sunday walks can be perilous as often un licensed, un helmetted and un coordinated trail bike riders (on un registered bikes) choose this holiest of days to venture forth at high speed. Hopefully this will result in a well needed process of natural selection.

The local bottle shop stocks 4 kinds of bourbon and cola and every available type of pre mixed Bundaberg rum, all across two whole fridges. Ask for a decent beer or wine though and you may be directed to the Crown or Queen Adelaide Chardy, much to your and my dismay. The do however cater for the fairer sex with a selection of Bacardi breezers and pre mixed vodkas, most of which somehow when empty end up in the local parks.