If you are heading to Brisbane soon, or you know someone who is, make The Joy Project your first port of call. The Joy Project offer relocation support and advice for anyone moving to Brisbane.

The sickly pink colour that sticks to everything like bubblegum reminds me of girls with perfect handwriting who dotted their i-s with cute little hearts in the Valentine’s Day notes they wrote when they were at school.

It’s frightening. Because the more we shout: We’re not racist! The more evident it becomes that it really doesn’t matter whether we are or are not racist. Who will judge the judges? No-one’s going to look into our past and see whether we have lived as people free of racism and treated all people with respect. If any South African gets in the way of those on the warpath, it won’t matter whether they have the record of Mother Theresa herself, they will be rounded up and shot by the figurative firing squad anyway.

This January, Barry Hilton is performing for all his cousins Down Under in limited shows at Australia’s most iconic venues. Unsurprisingly, tickets are selling fast, so book now to avoid disappointment.

In this fascinating three part series we have examined the increasingly common psychological journey, as outlined by the framework of the 5 Stages of Laundry. By now you should be confident to identify the stages in yourself and others, and be able to offer practical advice to those who may be suffering through it.

One of the lesser discussed adjustment processes that South Africans who immigrate to Australia undertake is the 5 Stages of Laundry. In this three part series, we take a detailed look at this increasingly common psychological journey. We outline the 5 stages and how to identify them in yourself and others, and offer practical advice […]

One of the lesser discussed adjustment processes that South Africans who immigrate to Australia undertake is the 5 Stages of Laundry. In this three part series, we take a detailed look at this increasingly common psychological journey. We outline the 5 stages and how to identify them in yourself and others, and offer practical advice to those who may be suffering through it. In this, the first of our three part series, we look at stage 1: The Horror, and Stage 2: Social Media Support.

Have you decided where your personal line in the sand is? When does the scale tip for you? When is the devil you don’t know better than the devil you do? What is the moment when panic is justified? But most scarily of all, what are we going to do when we decide it really is time to panic?

Losing a family to immigration is like losing a family to a car accident. The first reaction to loss is always anger. Be kind and gentle when you break the news and remember that no matter how much it may be the right thing to do for you and your family, immigration ultimately breaks everyone’s heart.

It is often assumed that the societies of Australia and South Africa are similar. South Africans underestimate the culture shock they experience when moving.

Having recovered from my initial horror and outrage at having the colour of my skin compared to a virus that needs open discussion and treatment, I was able to give the article some critical thought.

Not that you needed one, but now there’s another good reason to move to Queensland, Australia. His name is Chris Hemsworth, named the sexiest man alive by People Magazine in 2014, and he’ll be filming in Queensland next year.

The 2015 InterNations Expat report offers a view of the world through expat eyes. This article highlights a few facts and figures that apply to New Zealand and Australia as destination countries for expatriates. The results may not be what you expect.

Should you have moved to Malta instead? What is it really like to live and work in Equador? If you’ve ever wondered what it’s like to live and work around the world you will find the Expat Insider report fascinating.

The slight possibility that one of them might look like Leonardo Di Caprio when he’s had a bath is simply not a good enough reason to fish him out of the water. Or is it?

It’s time to grow up.

You are reacting to more than just superficial white South Africans, you are reacting to the human condition. But the only way you will make a real difference in a world filled with hate, is with love.

The comments on Facebook post in the comments section online are always interesting to read, especially when sharing results in a barrage of unexpected reactions. Comments often offer a better reflection on society than the article itself, a litmus test for the feelings and thoughts of societal group.

With only eight days left to notify the IEC of your intention to vote abroad (being registered to vote is NOT enough), a mere 10,700 people have done so, prompting many to label expat South Africans as apathetic. But perhaps it’s not apathy at all…

What is it with the first world and wanting to fix all the problems on the African continent? It’s was not the first, nor, I imagine, will it be the last time in Australia that I’ll be asked whether I want to contribute to a charity that helps “Africans”.

Forget The Homecoming Revolution, or Brand South Africa, or even meaningful political change. There may be a simpler and cheaper way to stop the brain drain: Just tell the truth about life in Australia.

Crossedwire | My first attempt at gardening in Gladstone saw me empty handed and red faced as I left the only nursery in the village. The staff almost certainly thought I was a crazy con-woman who had stolen a credit card and decided to stock up on gardening supplies. I certainly looked and sounded the part. Arm strapped up in a sling, trying to spend $2,000,00 on garden tools and soil in a country where no one gardens (for good reason, I discovered later on.).

In a moment of irony, my very first dustbin day in Australia was the same as all my rubbish days at home. It involved me picking up my rubbish from the street and putting it in new bags.

People who consider immigration are particularly concerned about how their children will adjust. I was not without my own concerns in the matter.

In case anyone was wondering, it was cheaper for me to immigrate than it was to pay that old erroneous electricity account I received. And less painful to go through Australia’s rigorous immigration policy than to try to get hold of the City of Johannesburg.