YEEHAW! I’M A COUNTRY GAL/ GUY AT HEART. WHERE WE GOING, MATE?
Alright! Do you want to skip through meadows singing ‘The Hills Are Alive’?
UH, YEAH, OBVIOUSLY! THERE’D BETTER BE A HEAVY FROLIC QUOTA WHERE WE’RE GOING.
Apart from frolic, what else would you like to do?
COUNTRY LIFE IS THE GOOD LIFE, SO THAT MUST MEAN A BIT OF PAMPERING AND INDULGENCE?
BY INDULGENCE, YOU’RE TALKING…
Oh, not much… just a little full-body scrub, hot-stone massage and pedicure in an idyllic, Instagram-worthy town.
VICTORIA’S SPA CAPITAL OF DAYLESFORD WILL HAVE YOU BUFFED AND POLISHED. SPARE US THE DRESSING GOWN SELFIE.
OH, I MISUNDERSTOOD. WHEN YOU SAID COUNTRY, I THOUGHT YOU MEANT ACTUAL COUNTRY. YOU KNOW, SLIM DUSTY, RODEOS, A TOYOTA HILUX IN EVERY DRIVEWAY?
No, I don’t think…
