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the romantics

I don't go in for sentimentality. It actually annoys the crap out of me. I don't like clich├ęs or empty gestures and it probably goes without saying that I really don't like the crazy commercial crapola that is Valentine's Day.  Having said that, I love my man. Adore him wholeheartedly (you […]

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christmas spirit

Something very very unexpected arrived in the post today.    It was a letter for Henry. From Santa.  Now I might be the last one in on this. Maybe everyone knows that if you write to Santa he writes back.  I sure didn't. Henry wrote a letter last week:   […]

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nothing says summer like…

 Picking coffee   Or maybe I should say: swanning around while other people pick coffee? Look Tilly, the magic of nature, coffee beans growing inside coffee cherries.   Dad's mates a.k.a fabulous ring-in coffee harvesters!   Child labour. Rotten, I know.  Yep, that's my Dad dancing. Or doing some kind […]

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nothing says summer like…

playing outside           Thanks for the comments yesterday – I appreciate this series isn't quite right for northern hemisphere readers who are rugging up and looking out the window at winter! I loved your 'what summer means' comments, and those 'what winter means' too!! xxx

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nothing says summer like…

A trip to the beach (iphone pics) Summer's here in Sydney! The windows are all open and the gardenias are in full fragrant bloom. I need to spend my spare time this week doing Christmas (and some birthday) sewing, so am going to drop in briefly here each day and […]

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