04/08/2026
Many of us know and love the faces behind the businesses we support. They’re not big corporations; they’re our families, friends, parents, partners, and hardworking people who pour their hearts into what they do every single day.
This is family-friend Jade, owner of Small Brew and his wife Bec, owner of Lime Milkshake. A few weeks ago, Jade was seriously injured after being hit by a car while on his motorcycle.
If you’ve ever enjoyed a coffee from Jade, admired one of Bec’s incredible handcrafted creations, or know how our beautiful local business community works, and bands together in trying times like this…now is a beautiful time to show them some love ❤️
Whether that’s:
☕ Grabbing a coffee from Small Brew
📿 Purchasing a unique piece from Lime Milkshake
🤍 Or contributing whatever you can to their GoFundMe (link in the comments)
Every act of support, no matter how big or small, makes a difference.
I know times are tough for many of us right now, and not everyone is in a position to give financially. If that’s you, sharing their businesses, recommending them to friends, or simply sending a message of encouragement can mean just as much.
This is what community is all about: showing up for one another when life throws the unexpected our way.
Let’s rally around Jade, Bec and their family, and remind them they aren’t facing this alone 🩵🤎
Well, it's been two weeks since my accident.
For those who aren't aware, I was T-boned by a car while riding my motorcycle towards Burnie, just outside Crusty's.
It's somehow been both the longest and the quickest two weeks of my life.
The damage report: a broken femur in four places, now held together with a nice shiny titanium rod. I completely severed my tibialis anterior muscle halfway up my shin, along with the nerve that supplies the top of my foot. I also suffered a compound fracture to my forearm, which has been repaired with a titanium plate. Add in countless staples holding everything together, and that's about the extent of it.
As bad as it all sounds, I actually came away very lucky. It was a close thing. I was placed into an induced coma, flown to Hobart for surgery, and then transferred back to Burnie.
At the moment, I'm in a bit of a holding pattern. I'm not quite ready to go home, but I'm also doing too well to still be in hospital. The staples are due to come out tomorrow, which feels like another step in the right direction.
Over the past couple of weeks I've slowly taken back most, if not all, of my personal care. I can transfer myself to the shower chair, get myself to the toilet, shower on my own, and even stand on one leg to dry myself. They probably sound like small wins, but to me they're absolutely massive.
In a few weeks I'll be able to start a proper rehabilitation program, and I honestly can't wait. Going from living such an active life to struggling to sit upright in a chair for more than 30 minutes has been one of the hardest parts of all this. I'm looking forward to the day I can start building myself back up.
I also want to say a huge thank you to everyone who has supported me, whether financially, with messages, visits, or simply checking in. Your generosity has allowed me to focus on recovering properly instead of feeling pressured to rush back before I'm ready. I'll never forget it.
In the meantime, keep an eye out for the Small Brew coffee van at the Devonport Farmers Market and our other bookings. If you see it, go and say hi to the girls and Dean. I was tempted to park the van up until I was back on my feet, but I realised it's important to keep it rolling. The girls are doing an incredible job, and I know the van is in good hands.
I'm looking forward to getting back behind the machine, having a chat over a coffee, and seeing you all again soon. But for now, my job is to recover properly, one small win at a time.