Lashes by a little Madam…
My daughter is a strong personality. She is sweet and loving and sunny and shares her dimples 99% of the time. The other 1% is a lesson in parental endurance. She is absolutely determined and focussed on What She Wants…
(Brown) eyes have it!
I have brown eyes… very dark brown. Brown skin, brown hair, brown eyes. Unrelenting brown-ness. That’s me. … And in the way of women the world over, I have always wished for something OTHER than what I have. I wished…
Spud appendages…
This is kinda like wordless Wednesday. But I don’t do wordless very often. Unless wisdom teeth removal or throat surgery is involved. So it’s less-words-than-usual Wednesday. … My son has a book called “The Potato People” (by Pamela Allen) which…
Food, Food, Glorious Food (& Sausage Roll Recipe)
I have always enjoyed my food. My family loves food – Mum makes a mean spag bol and tuna mornay, my Dad is game for anything (as long a red meat is an ingredient somewhere along the line) and both…
The Real Bush Christening
I have realised that many of those reading this blog (from OS) will have no idea of the references made to a ‘Bush Christening’… the phrase stems from a famous Australian verse, by the poet AB (Banjo) Paterson who recorded…
Dimples…Lord Help Me!
The Little Woman is three years old… going on 30. She has (as my Dad would say) plenty of bounce to the ounce. She’s not big, but no-one could ever forget she was around. Not that she is loud necessarily.…
A little light relief…
Thought after you had endured yesterday’s epic offering, you deserved a little light relief! And if you have just started reading and are wondering what ever happened to our little heart hero, Dash… Well, he grew into a little boy…
A bush christening
The Little Woman got baptised yesterday – a bush christening. If you know the Banjo Paterson poem of this title, you will understand the potential for romantic settings and possible disaster. My cousin had decided to have her two little…
Sleep like a babe…
OK, this is the most self-indulgent post you will ever see… forgive me. … It’s just that I happen to believe I have given birth to the two most gorgeous kids on the planet (OK, I know yours are pretty…
When old footballers make bad decisions – short story long
My darling husband is an ex-footy player. I met him after his first-grade league rugby career was finished by an untimely collapsed lung. He doesn’t talk much about this stage of his life – he is a big guy (6’2”)…