Life three hours from the CBD is not for everyone. You can’t just nip down to the city to get a funky new outfit, watch an art house film or see the latest Melbourne Theatre Company production. Yep, I like that stuff.

But, having spent the last day and a half in the city, it’s great to be home listening to a chorus of crickets. Open skies, quiet and a fresh sea breeze keep me sane, even when life on farm is at its most manic.

Manic? Oh yes. There is always something to do and, often, far too many things. Still, it’s never a rat race.