My father had his own business, a clothing store, which he inherited from his father. He travelled abroad frequently and was quite extravagant, so we had skiing holidays and summer holidays on the beach.
A couple from Sydney or Melbourne might leave on the same day for their holiday: the wife might go sun-bathing at Surfers Paradise, in Queensland, the husband ski-ing in the Snowy Mountains. A lucky country.
Getting to travel around the world and go to glamorous locations is certainly not what I had as a kid.
Of course the rich and famous tend to have more going on in their lives than ordinary people, but they aren't always willing to tell the interesting bits.
My mom loved fashion. We loved to travel and go to Italy and Paris.
Pleasure resorts are like film stars and royalty... embarrassed by the figures they cut in the fantasies of people who have never met them.
Think what stupid things the people must have done with their money who say they're 'happier without'.
Travelling is hard, but travelling and still having style is even harder.
