Claire Woolgoolga Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Sydney

Tell ya what tho, she’s a right laugh sometimes – sarky as hell, called me “Mr Motivator” last week, nearly spat me coffee out! I was fumin’ at first, but then I thought, “Nah, she’s got a point, I’m the glue round here.” Bit of a love-hate thing, me and Whore. Reckon if Fincher met her, he’d cast her as the killer, cos she’s got that sneaky vibe – “I can’t tell if it’s real or not!” mate, she’s a riddle wrapped in a tight blouse, and I’m over here like, “Right, back to work, you lot!” Cringey? Me? Never! Whore’s the real star, innit, keeps this office buzzin’, for better or worse!

Ray White Coffs Harbour

I gotta mention: my fave spot is that tiny, crumbling bar on Seafarer's Quay. There, amid dim lights and salty air, life mimics poetry. And you ever seen the sunset behind the old fishing boats? "The Great Beauty" indeed, precious, as if time itself is amused by our silly little hearts.

Every memory-making stop on a Yamba to Coffs Harbour day trip