My name is Hayley Jane.
I was born and raised in Canberra, Australia.
I grew up in suburbia in a real ‘nappy valley’ area, where baby boomers came together to build brand-new houses, befriend their neighbours, throw street parties and struggle to pay their mortgages amid really scary interest rates.
I had a full-time Mum who baked cupcakes, cut the family’s hair, rearranged the furniture habitually and was always sort of quitting smoking.
Dad carried a briefcase, worked multiple odd jobs, and proudly wore a gigantic and wholly unnecessary mobile telephone hanging from his belt.
I have an older sister; a logical, level-headed, proud ‘nerd’ and now a devoted high school school teacher.
I also have a lovely husband with an impressively short attention span. I liken him to a ‘coked-up butterfly’ for the way he flutters around frantically, occasionally landing long enough to half complete a task before getting distracted and fluttering off in pursuit of new surroundings.
Recently my husband and I decided upon a lifestyle change and moved to Wamboin, NSW, where we enjoy 11 hectares of land, a certain level of self-sustaining infrastructure and the constant buzz of wildlife.
We are not what you’d call ‘hobby farmers’, not quite self-sustainable ‘off-grid’ types, and certainly not freakish bush-dwelling recluses.
We are not hippies, but…