Grass Patch - where the hell is it?

  It was with some serious nervousness that I stepped off the plane at Perth and onto a bus to Esperance. I had a nine hour journey by road to wonder at what I was doing or rather be expected to do.   I had secured a job with a family of four young children on a cropping farm in WA. I was going to be the nanny. What the hell was I thinking? Me? A nanny? That would be my sisters forte not mine, she is qualified in child care, me I'm just an administrator with a dream and a sense of adventure.  
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Published on May 05, 2015 21:37
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