Writing this caused me to rewatch the video for the song in the title of the post. It’s definitely a classic but I don’t remember being confused by the story being told when I saw it back in the day. It could be age, but I struggled this time round, to work out what was going on. I eventually came to the conclusion that the Gibb brothers were multi-tasking and combining a video shoot with viewing a potential property to renovate. It was obviously a bit pricey as later on they downgrade to an old train. We’re going to be staying in a renovated train carriage when we visit Undara Volcanic park later in the year, so I know its a possibility. If anyone’s got a more convincing explanation, please do comment below. Anyway, I digress, back to Moreton Bay, more of the Gee Gees later.
It goes without saying that after nearly twenty years of marriage we still have a red hot crush on each other. However, our blog isn’t one of those travel cum relationship cum spiritual cum wellbeing cum hippy nonsense epistles. No ours is much more frivolous than that.
The Crush we’re referring to here is the annual Bundaberg Crush festival. It’s a celebration of the region’s arts over a few weeks in October. The name comes from the crushing of the sugar cane which also happens at this time of year. So once again, I’ve raised your expectations of finding something a little bit saucy only to cruelly dash them before we’ve even got going. Carry on reading though – you might find you like it.