Dry Needling, an Aussie Trend

Sydney dry needling coursesHi guys!

Alright, here’s what you probably want to know first: people here just don’t understand Wales. I’d say about 50% of people I talk to know it’s a real country (and everyone asks, because the accent is one they’ve never heard). The rest have sort of heard of it, but think it’s a county in England or an island somewhere. I’ve given up explaining that it’s part of the UK, but also its own country with its own culture, language…it’s easier just to say I’m from Wales and study their panicked reaction as they try to figure out what that is. Also, fun.

Anyway, work is pretty cool! I work for a sports club that organises all kinds of therapy, for both mental stress and physical injury. Anything the athletes need to get them back on their feet. Basically, it’s looking like Sydney dry needling courses are the popular at the moment. A few of the physiotherapists we have working here have been sent off to learn how to dry needle in those courses, and they seem to come back with positive experiences. Not sure if this has reached the British Isles as of yet…haven’t really heard of it much at home, but I guess if it’s that popular it’ll get there. I hear they also run courses in New Zealand, which I guess is a place I with which I feel some kinship. Their accents are often mistaken for Australian, when they’re travelling anyway (the guys in the office say that an Aussie would never make that mistake. Guess I’ll take their word for it, because at the moment they do sound really similar to me).

So that’s life; booking dry needling courses across Australia, looking over resumes of physios and other people who do stuff like that, before I give them to the boss of course. And a whole bunch of people asking where I’m from and then immediately regretting it. I’m guessing I shouldn’t bring Welshcakes into the office.

-Wyn

Conveyancing, and the Building of Repute

conveyancing RichmondHello, Mother and Father,

I hope this missive finds you well. I am indeed the same, having arrived in Australia with minimal fuss and relatively little paperwork. I am still growing used to the natives and their strange tongue- one particularly confusing instance had my sponsor using ‘yeah, nah’ as a means of denial, and ‘nah, yeah’ as a means of confirmation- but otherwise, they are good people. Salt of the Earth, one may even say.

As I requested, Father, I have been placed in an industry as befitting as those of our class, namely that of real estate and property management. In my local suburb of Cheltenham, conveyancing appears to be the flavour of the month, and I deal with them regularly (even if this is of the fetching coffee variety of service…one must start somewhere, I suppose). Conveyancing is a fascinating science when one looks at the documents, of which there are many. One person moves out of a home, another moves in. The vacated party must find somewhere else, if they have no already. What are you to do if no suitable place presents itself? That, I suppose, is where estate agents come in.

Conveyancers are those who handle the legal documentation and make the transition smooth, as it is said. Obviously you are well-versed in these things, Father, being a property mogul and obscenely rich because of it. No doubt you deal with conveyancers in London on a regular basis, so those in Melbourne operate on more or less the same principles.

I would not know. Most of my tasks have been of the fetching variety. However, I have been told that I shall soon be moving up to shredding, photocopying and, if I prove my skill, filing. That’s the goal, anyway. Apparently there place that does conveyancing in Richmond, and they are in need of a filer. You always told me to set goals for myself to achieve greatness, Mother and Father. So this is now my goal.

-Brighton