Well, a very different view today from where I’m usually writing. This week, we are sitting high up in a towering ‘high rise’ inner city apartment in one of Australia’s major cities. A glass walled ‘goldfish bowl’ of an apartment. On this chilly, grey summer evening, the late sun glints silver on the river down far below. Billowing dark storm clouds hang low in the sky and a strong wind squall blows a solitary white balloon through a tunnel formed by closely packed skyscrapers. It narrowly misses sharp edges on buildings as it darts through and away to freedom. Traffic looks like toy cars lined up on a giant play mat. Fancy boats and small yachts roll in the storm driven swell. 

It’s flat country, with only grey-purple smudges to indicate hills on the h