Tuesday, 23 March 2010
Friday, 19 March 2010
Upon my return I had to get hold of the sequel which I enjoyed just as much:
I don't want to spoil your enjoyment if you haven't read either of them but just to give a bit of background info - the first book is the story of how Susan ends up living on beautiful Pittwater, just north of Sydney after a series of life dramas which make her re-assess her priorities about work and where she wants to live. If you know Pittwater and have ever dreamed of living the island life, you will love it. If you don't - it will make you realise what you have missed!
I have left out the 3rd, 4th & 5th verses but these three hold the conundrum which dominates a lot of my thoughts and plans...if only I had the conviction of Ms. Mackellar. She evoked, with this poem, the passion of a young nation tired of being seen as 'Britain's grubby apron'. In a single line - 'I love a sunburnt country' she embraced everything Australian and made fools of an establishment that continued to yearn for 'green and shaded lanes'. I think maybe my indecision about green & shaded lanes or the wide brown land is best left for another post.......have a happy weekend whether your love is green or brown........s
Tuesday, 16 March 2010
The L.A.B had a meeting at the M.H today which he sometimes does - on these days, I get up early and put on my 'corporate caterer' hat (it doesn't fit that well...!!) and off I go...(Good job I got lots of experience at the school canteen)...Shopping, chopping, cutting, slicing.....cucumber and cream cheese....
When I returned this afternoon, there were only empty plates so I think I might be roped in to do it again! I once had a vision of opening my own catering business but after several of these lunches requiring enough food for (only) 4, the very idea sends me into a cold sweat......sandwich anyone?.........s
Monday, 15 March 2010
I would never turn down an orchid in any shape or form although I tend not to go for these bright colours - they looked wonderful in the tropical setting of the glasshouse but I find in the setting of the home, they can look garish...
These reminded me of displays I have seen in Sydney and Singapore - displayed en masse in shallow metal bowls and suspended over water...beautiful....
We were hoping to see lots of bulbs but were a bit disappointed - no daffodils in bloom and only a sparse carpet of crocuses...
Interesting blossoms starting to appear....
All in all, a day filled with the promise of Spring...& helped along by a delicious afternoon tea and some time well spent in the huge and well stocked shop which, luckily, had a great selection of books of my favourite subject.....if I tell you that the ones I noted down had titles like 'Saha' 'Meals in Heels' and 'Canteen' you'll quickly guess where I spent most of my time....I didn't have very high hopes for the outing when we arrived and saw the serried ranks of cars stretching as far as the eye could see; I heard the deep sigh emanating from the LAB and a few mutterings along the lines of 'You must be joking' but I can happily report, it all turned out well in the end!
Friday, 12 March 2010
This is not in the same league as Habitat or Ikea though (just in case your thoughts were wandering in that direction: catalogues, entire room displays)...far from it - think more along on the lines of the warehouse of a very exclusive (& sometimes very expensive) interior design company and you will be on the right track.
Wednesday, 10 March 2010
Tuesday, 9 March 2010
Monday, 8 March 2010
There are nearly always instrumentalists - currently we are enjoying the beautiful voice of a young girl who sings opera arias....sometimes jugglers, sometimes flamethrowers....
On Saturday, I spotted this guy...haven't seen him before but I was impressed...he played a mean fiddle which I would love to be able to do but whilst walking on a tightrope??
Friday, 5 March 2010
I couldn't resist this next bit!!! Those of you who are familiar with Meredy over at Count It All Joy will have seen her post today about her love of cookbooks (if you're not familiar, go there immediately, she has a beautiful blog full of warmth and fun and lots of yummy recipes!) I share her love of cooking and cookbooks & reading about her 'addiction' (as she refers to it!) I was prompted to do a bit of a 'show and tell' so she can see she is not alone! - I could not imagine a house not filled with well-thumbed cookbooks...it would be like living without the sun (which we have been for some time now here in the grey northern hemisphere)...sorry, I digress...I have loved books about cooking and all things food related for as long as I can remember & when I move house, I have to give serious consideration to where they will 'live'. They must be accessible at all times, to be consulted before a shopping trip, pored over when organising a supper or lunch, browsed over tea or coffee, perused in the bath, beside me with a notebook and a glass of something delicious or piled high on my bedside table....this is their official 'home' - on the kitchen dresser...
The bit at the end.....
And the 'overspill' shelf - in the T.V room!
Ah, yes, I have these too - piles of folders with photo-copies of recipes from T.V programmes, friend's books, the net, & you see the one under the pink folder? That's the one I used to bring with me when we visited the U.K (filled with copies of all my favourite & appropriate recipes depending on the season) to be used when I didn't have access to my collection! (YES I SWEAR IT'S TRUE!!!) It usually had to go in the hand luggage as it was so heavy and attracted quite a few strange looks at the x-ray machines!
This little 'tomato' recipe notebook is from 'Paperchase' - they have lovely recipe folders also...I bought one with 'lemons' for my G.G when she was returning to Sydney and wrote all her favourites in it before she left....oh dear, am I starting another collection?
Hmmm....yes, more recipes....magazines this time.....
Wednesday, 3 March 2010
'As I think back to you, my 16 year old self, I want to give you advice but am finding it hard to do so because nothing I have ever done was on anyone else's advice. So maybe I should just encourage you to follow your dreams. If you want something badly enough and are prepared to work towards the end result, it will happen.'
And Emma Thompson:
'Two top tips from 50 to 16 - 1. Don't EVER EVER EVER bother to go on a diet. I know you're obsessed and have that awful thing of standing in the 6th form canteen trying to choose between a yoghurt and a breath of fresh air (whilst wanting chips and a cheese salad). Don't sweat it. Eat regularly, try and avoid rubbish and never diet - you'll end up the same size anyway, so drop it girl and drop it NOW. Believe me - nobody cares. Diets are the best way of confusing your metabolism for the rest of your life. Just be you and get on with it. I cannot tell you how much time and energy you'll save and how much happier you'll be.
2. When he says he doesn't love you, believe him - he doesn't.
That's it. All the other mistakes you make are worth their weight in gold.'
It made me stop and think - what would I say to my sixteen year old self from where I am now? I think I would say this:
1. To thine own self be true - always;
2. Be kind.....
3. Listen to your mother....
4. Reach for the stars - all things and every thing is possible...
5. Never envy anyone else's possessions, looks or talent - just be the best 'you' you possibly can be...
What would you say to your sixteen year old self?........s
Monday, 1 March 2010
In amongst the carpet of white snowdrops, there are some little yellow heads appearing, winter aconites;
And there is a scattering of fragile mauve crocuses;
The hellebores are waking up too;
Mother Nature is putting on her glad rags and getting ready for another glittering premiere;