The Editor’s Diary: Where HAVE You Been? 9 — 15 October

Ohhhhh Noosa! At the tail end of winter, is there anything more delicious than stepping into the soupy warmth of a tropical breeze? I think not.

An idiot abroad

Actu­al­ly, I had the oppor­tu­ni­ty to go to Noosa about 13 years ago when I was trav­el­ling in Aus­tralia. But I didn’t go, because I thought it was anoth­er Aussie’s-like-to-shorten-every-name sit­u­a­tion. As in, Noosa was short for New South Wales. When a fel­low back­pack­er asked if I want­ed to go and hang out in Noosa, I thought it all sound­ed a bit vague, hang­ing out in a mas­sive state, so I said no. It turns out that it was, in fact, a town, and that I’d missed out on some­thing quite beau­ti­ful. Embar­rass­ing.

We got back late Fri­day night and it felt like spring turned itself down a notch and sum­mer climbed up the dial over the week­end. Smokey steak smells were waft­ing all over the place and bare feet were every­where. Ohhh yusss!!!!!

The shoe on the other foot

I also had a con­ver­sa­tion with Greg Ander­son at a children’s par­ty on Sun­day. Greg and his wife, Beks, own Chaos & Har­mony shoes. He told me that Chaos & Har­mony donate a por­tion of the sale price of every pair of shoes they sell online to, an organ­i­sa­tion fight­ing human traf­fick­ing. I am con­stant­ly impressed and heart­ened by the atti­tude of New Zealan­ders. As a Brit, I often stand back and admire the many qual­i­ties of the coun­try­men and wom­en I now live with. Greg and Beks have summed up, on their web­site, the atti­tude so many of you kind Kiwis share: “We are pas­sion­ate about look­ing out­side of our own world and con­nect­ing with peo­ple that can’t speak for them­selves.”

So if you want to help, buy shoes.