Yes, even when the sky is grey, the wind is blustery and the air temperature is verging on colder than the water. (Possible slight exaggeration for dramatic effect, but only slight.) Tom had been campaigning for a beach visit for … Continue reading Summer, therefore beach
Tom spent a good part of Sunday afternoon and of Monday morning like this. I was amazed that Clara put up with it for as long as she did. Tom has generously shared the lurgi that got him sent home … Continue reading Wordless-ish Wednesday
This week’s fragments seem to have acquired a Tom-themed bent. It wasn’t intentional. My 9 year old, Tom, is having an existential crisis. He sat with tears in his eyes on Monday afternoon and told me that he’s feels like … Continue reading Friday Fragments
I slept in a bit this morning, as one does on a Sunday, especially in school holidays. Eventually I got out of bed, showered and dressed and began yelling at the kids to do the same. I then cooked egg … Continue reading He’s a hobbit
Off to High School! Today was Caitlin’s first day of Year 7, nothing like 40 degree heat* to start things off with a kind of molten whimper. The Principal and the Year Advisor both devoted part of their welcoming addresses … Continue reading Back to school
I’m taking a leaf out of Ariane‘s book for this one (oh, and I believe there’s some sort of big holiday about giving thanks happening overseas somewhere…), here’s what I’m grateful for today: Friends who respond to a very last minute invite to a candle party (like a Tupperware party only with, well, candles), and turn up at my place to provide great conversation and remind me how lucky I am to have wonderful people in my life. Children who rise to the occasion when I really need their help and do a terrific job cleaning up and, as David … Continue reading Thankful Thursday
…an exercise in associative blogging. Tea. My Nanna (Dad’s mum), who I remember as teaching me to drink tea – no sugar, a bit of milk, strong and hot. Breathing in the steam from the mug, cupped in cold hands, sitting around a campfire at night. So many glorious camping holidays with my family and my mum’s twin sister’s family when I was a kid. Yum cha, the brew getting stronger as the meal progresses until the pot is refilled and it goes back to hot water lightly tinged with colour and flavour. The ritual of Grandma’s teapot, readied before … Continue reading Dried leaves in boiling water…
Menu plan:Monday – spag bol Tuesday – mango chicken curry and riceWednesday – sushiThursday – homemade pizzaFriday – prosciutto wrapped pork fillet baked on red onion and apple, with mashed potato and baby spinach saladSaturday – steak, jacket potato, corn … Continue reading Making plans for the week ahead, anyone for craft?
Hosted by Mrs4444. I wasn’t really sure I’d have much to decant after a week of daily posting for NaBloPoMo but I guess there’s always a few little fragments of frivolity floating around ready to find a home in a … Continue reading Friday Fragments – chocolate strawberries edition
I can’t remember learning to swim, though I do remember swimming lessons, specifically taking the life-saving course at Pymble pool in the summer holidays while my younger siblings were learning to swim and going to the school swimming scheme in primary school. I know diving clicked for me when I was 9 and we were in Tahiti on our way to the US where my dad was going for a 4 month sabbatical. There is also the family story of sibling rivalry wherein I was going without floaties for the first time at 3 years old and my sister, 21 … Continue reading Swimming
Mim's Muddle 