Conquering the Fab Four

Helen Hayes and her family check the stunning resorts around Queenstown.

Anything but walk in park

IT HAS become part of the Australian Grand Prix tradition.

If at first you don't succeed, embrace the reprieve

I LEFT the house with a steady purposeful stride, and crept back, head bowed, three hours later. The cat looked up at me as I opened the front door. "Mummy failed," I pronounced sepulchrally. She sniffed my knee and blinked.

Overtaken by doubt, as life changes direction

THE office of VicRoads had a tense atmosphere. There was a short queue for the driving tests counter: three people in front of me, looking casual, jangling with nerves. I got to the counter. "I'm here for a thingie," I said, and proffered my crumpled printout.

The lure of the deep

THEY call it "laying new line". And in the language of cave divers, it is about marking virgin territory, going where no one has gone before you. And it's what drives you.