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Frankie was hoping to find her centre - could it be under the doona with snacks?
Instead, what she got was a chook shed full of judgemental hens, an alpaca with intimacy issues, and a tractor that refuses to stop. But among the gum trees and gumboots, something unexpected begins to happen. She finds freedom. She finds community. She maybe even finds herself (under a collapsed hay bale).
Funny woman fiction meets rural madness in this laugh-out-loud sequel to Unhinged Yet Upright Almost. If you like quirky Australian comedy, oddball animals, and emotional breakthroughs behind water tanks, this Australian farm comedy is your next obsession.
Forty‑nine, recently divorced, city‑bound and utterly clueless about farming. That's Frankie. When her estranged Aunt Mabel drops off her will and hands her a farm full of goats, crystals and "sacred zones", Frankie realises the only thing she's ever raised at home was the heating bill.
She relocates from her tiny Sydney unit to a ramshackle Northern NSW property where the alpacas bite and spit, the chickens hold drum‑circles and the only thing more confused than her is the local ferret named Rat Bag.
With zero farming skills and a suitcase full of regrets, she must survive farm house antics, embrace country chaos, create an income then rediscover herself in the middle of cow paddocks and plant medicines. It's about uprooting your old self, embracing uprooted vegetables and saying "bugger it" to everything you thought you knew.
Funny, quirky and full of heart, this slice of life story of a woman in a small town is for anyone who's ever felt invisible, underestimated or just plain lost.
If you believe that life begins when you take a risk - then pull on the gumboots, grab a coffee and join Frankie on the unpredictable journey from city flat to women in small town, outback‑style outback humour extravaganza.
Come for the chaos. Stay for the self‑discovery.