You ought to be, according to Barbara Aisbett who spent most of her life in the Northern Rivers. Then, five years ago, she bought a small, 100-year old house on Warialda Street and was sure she had found heaven. 

So what's to love about Moree? For a start, the energy of the diverse mix of people who are so inclusive of newcomers.

Barbara felt welcomed whatever she did, from leading a writer's course at the library to being on committees like those of the Probus Club, or part of The Sisters group of Moree East Primary School.

What else to love? A dry, clear climate that is perfect for at least part of every day. And when it's too hot or too cold you can always find air conditioning or put a big log on the fire. 

Of course, who doesn't love the cosmopolitan meeting place that is the artesian pools? And if you haven't tried it yet, you'll love the luxury of the "posh baths ", aka the Wellness Retreat. 

And what about the range of events that the town supports? No matter when Barbara had visitors, there was always some unexpected entertainment to offer them -- a circus, NAIDOC celebrations, a slam poetry competition, or a gourmet long lunch.  

Barbara wasn't much of a nature lover but she thrilled at the birds -- sparrows, wrens, parrots, so many types -- that came to the trees and gardens she planted around her house. 

And she loved the aspiration and excitement of Moree East where she had taught and where she established scholarships in memory of her late daughter Heidi.

The list could go on and on, for Moree was Barbara's last and greatest love affair. She realised her wish to stay in Moree as her inherited lung disease worsened, and to die in her beloved house. 

Now all she wants is that you love her town which is your town.