We have more news. I’m being brave, going solo and ‘following the fun’. The dream is to make money through doing something I enjoy; designing websites. Bring it on!

This decision came after weeks of applications and interviews for Marketing Roles here in Tassie. I was landing interviews and proud of how presented myself to the working world, but after a particularly rough day of job hunting Ash came home to instead find me working on my latest Feral Sites client website.

“How did job hunting go today?”

“Awful. I hate it. I still don’t think I ever want to work in marketing ever again. I’m just working on Daniel’s website to cheer myself up. My heart just isn’t in presenting other people’s ideas anymore.”

Just like that, we recognised what needed to be done. Feral Sites needed to ‘go official’ and become, one day, the main mega-earner for us. Working on websites for people genuinely makes me happy. I love it. Ash found me working on a customers website to ‘cheer myself up’. It doesn’t feel like ‘work’ to me. Let’s do more of that, then?! AWWW YEAHHH!

Ash and I spoke at length about the decision. I’m going to get a part-time job to secure income whilst developing Feral Sites into a powerhouse web design agency. Since I’ll no longer be exhausting my creativity for the benefit of an organisation other than my own, I feel ‘complete’ and like this is absolutely what I need to be doing. The decision has immediately swapped out feelings of apprehension regarding getting back into marketing for powerful notions of pride, ambition and self-belief. Ash of Jequitiba and Felony Sweepstakes have also stood to attention since the decision. This new direction is certainly going to benefit these other children of mine, too. Incredible.

It’s a long way to the top (if you wanna rock and roll), but I believe I have what it takes to launch a successful business. It won’t be easy, especially in such a hotly contested market, but bring it on.

Anyway, I’m gushing. Sorry. I’ll round off this update by saying that progress developing the business has already been amazing. Not the least because Feral Sites is exactly that now… an official business. Registered in Australia on the 11th May 2021. Tom Humphreys is a business owner. Unbelievable. Thank you to everyone who helped get me here, not the least the one and only Ashleigh Carden. Megababe.

Check out my official business listing, yo!

So yeah, watch this space beautiful people. Feral Sites has been unleashed and is on the prowl for new customers.

Outside of the Souk’s, the streets of Marrakesh are stunning. Ash and I were captivated by them, admiring them from both street level and rooftop vista cafes.

I find talking about food pretty dull and especially wouldn’t read about it on another person’s blog. But sheesh the food in Marrakesh was amazing.

Fresh olives and roundbread come with EVERYTHING. Towards the end of the trip we realised we could’ve saved a lot by ordering only starters that, on arrival of the ‘dressings’, turn into a complete 4 course meal at no additional cost. The tradition Berber mint tea available everywhere is delicious and packs a seriously tasty sugar-infused punch.

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The Majorelle Garden is a two and half acre botanical garden and artist’s landscape garden in Marrakech, Morocco. It was created by the French Orientalist artist, Jacques Majorelle over almost forty years, starting in 1923, and features a Cubist villa designed by the French architect, Paul Sinoir in the 1930s.

It was incredibly busy when we visited, but the beauty of the garden still shone through. We could only imagine how truly tranquil it would be were there no tourists taking artless selfies.

A little under an hour into our first wander through the city and – boom – duped by a savvy local into buying more (average) food than we wanted. 2 tagines, a bowl of chips, and a massive egg and vegetable salad frenzy each. Eat it anyway, go to settle up. “You have to pay my wife, she’s up those stairs” … sure. 2 minutes later –Β boomΒ – in his carpet shop and he’s pulling down some rugs to demo. No thanks! We have to insist. “Okay, well that’ll be XYZ dirhams for the meal please”. The number doesn’t sound right. Maybe we haven’t gotten used to the currency here yet? We linger on the notion for a few seconds longer. Yeah okay. Then – boom – it was a rip off. No other meal will cost as much as this one did for the rest of the trip.

Ruddy hell. We quickly get over it.

Besides, there’s a silver lining; everything else seems so much cheaper for the rest of the jaunt. Score! Go us.

Marrakesh was a display of entrepreneurial spirit, smiling faces and frenzied activity from all walks of life. The pace of the place was wicked and the trinket-splattered streets, filmic Souks, districts and street-vendors were a genuine feast for the senses. The souks, yeah, stunning. For the most part anyway – some more ‘genuine’ and oldy wordy than the others. Everyone seems out to achieve something, which is really refreshing and engaging to to be around. Ash nearly had a shoe pinched by a cobbler. Great stuff. Highly recommended.