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flower power August 21, 2010

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I don't know whats happening in the rest of the world, but there's a disturbing trend happening here in Australia.


And lots of it. If you want to buy clothes at the moment you will need to have a true love of all things floral. And a touch of nostalgia for the seventies.

Imagine this. A loose fitting, full body, black cotton catsuit type thing. Gathered at the ankles, sleeveless, with a drawstring waist. And covered in thousands of yellow and pink flowers. It could be yours.

I even saw some broderie anglaise. And dare I say……. cheesecloth dresses. And long dresses. Floor length. I guess they're ankle length but on me they would drag on the floor. I've only ever tried on two ankle length dresses and both times ended up laughing at the sight of myself in the mirror. I felt like I was playing dress up in my mothers wardrobe thirty years ago.

I did buy one floral shirt. Big floral, in blues. I said to the girl, do you have it in any other colours? and she said, yes, we have it in purple and orange. And I said, I think I already did that in the seventies thanks.

But I bought it because I need something to wear to a family function coming up. I said to Lizzie – and I can wear it with white shorts, or white pants or even blue jeans. None of which I actually own of course.

I think I'll be giving spring clothes shopping a miss thanks. I hope you lot that are a season ahead of us have something better planned for my summer wardrobe.

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QotD: Those Were the Best Days of My Life… June 16, 2010

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What's the best summer you've ever had?

Well looking back now I wish I could say it was the one when I didn't sunburn the crap out of myself. But I can't actually remember that one. I don't think it ever happened. Hey, this is Australia! So up until the age of 21, I spent every summer at the beach. I was one of those baby oil sun bakers. Oil up and lie in the sun for about 6 hours. Then do it again the next day and the next and then the one after that as well. Burn on top of burn.

But it was all good back then. I think it was even called a "healthy tan". But then all of a sudden I turned 21 and whoa, whoa, hang on there. Then the news was full of – slip, slop slap – stay out of the sun. Melanoma was the big word. And I haven't been in the sun since. When we went to Thailand we were like a group of vampires, lurking about under layers of clothes and sunblock and umbrellas.

Which leads me to my $150.00 visit to the dermatologist the other day. If you have a really good memory and not much else to think about, you may remember that I mentioned a while ago that I had this strange rash on my neck. It's sort of red and  goes down both sides of my neck and a bit in the middle. Of course I couldn't find a photo that shows the rash. Sometimes you don't even notice it. Sometimes people say – whats that rash? Sometimes I point out the rash and they say – I never noticed it. But it started it 1994 and I thought I should get it checked out seeing as how it was still there in 2010.

SUN DAMAGE people. That's what it is. Its called something interesting – Poikiloderma, but basically its sun damage. Some people are more prone to it. My doctor thinks its a reaction between some sort of medication and the sun. But it's sun damage. So COVER UP people. Because some days it ain't pretty. They're the scarf days. It's a combination of pigmentation damage and enlarged capillaries. So if I'm in a sticking hot room, it's really red.

If I want to I can have it treated with some sort of laser treatment. It won't ever go back to normal and I don't think I'll bother. Now that I know its not some awful growth thats eventually going to overtake my body I don't care.

And anyway the dermatologist said to me – you're travelling okay. lol, thats the second time recently a doctors told me that so its all good. Must be all that time on the treadmill.

But getting back to the question. Summers, I've loved them all. If I wasn't such a goody goody rule follower I'd still be out there sun baking every year. Thongs, jeans, singlets, cold beer. Bring it on. I'm over winter.

lol, ok I just need to point out that we're almost a month into winter and today I had the house open, doors, windows etc. No need for heating yet.

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Take Me Back to the Ballgame May 10, 2010

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Oh a real ballgame I mean. Not that bloody yanky baseball game. And don't even start with that root, root, root for the home team. Over here root means – LANGUAGE WARNING – fuck. So you know, thats just wrong people, I'm not that kind of girl.

However I don't mind spending a Saturday afternoon down at the local oval watching my son and the boys play AFL. So long as the green ants stay away (I took a chair this week). A beautiful autumn day, an egg and bacon roll, and a few laughs.

This is a photo of the sky on Saturday. Not joking. Just another autumn day in Australia.




This was the laughs part. This poor guy from the other side called for the water runner and Baldy ran out and threw the water bottle to him in this underhand toss, and it hit the poor guy right in the balls.




Ah dear. Probably not so funny for him.

This is Lloyd showing what I call his naughty leg. His position is Ruckman. Your not supposed to lift your leg like that and smack people about the head with it, but he seems to get away with it all the time.

See that guy in the yellow throws the ball up then the ruckmen have to jump up and try to hit it to a team member. So the other guys not even trying really. He deserves a kick in the head.

See, white men can jump. Go Lloyd.





All in all a good afternoon and another spanking handed out by our boys.











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attack of the green ant May 2, 2010

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For a while yesterday, I actually thought that it may be possible to die from a green ant bite. Man, those little suckers seem to have an unecessary amount of venom for such a tiny creature. I was lying on the grass watching Lloyd play AFL and one but me three times on the tip of my finger. It was Tallman that copped it. Once on the top knuckle bit, then twice around the inside.

I can say without shame that I acted like a baby. But it hurt for hours. I had to come home at half time and sit with it in a glass of ice for the rest of the arvo.


See, AFL season has begun, so I was lying on the grass admiring our beautiful blue skies. Really, the skies here in Australia are amazing. It was a perfect autumnal day. Until the ant bite.



But the boys got themselves pumped up.



And flogged the other team by over 100 points.




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Papa’s Slidebox – Vintage Black and White Photos March 1, 2010

Here are some good ones.


This was taken in Hyde Park – it was in the early 50's. Love this one.



Shearing a sheep. Obviously. This could have just been at our farm, which would have been Papa's farm then. Shearing season was about the most exciting time on the farm. I'd always try and sneak around in the shearing shed. I used to love jumping in the wool, your feet would end up all greasy.



These are merino sheep. As you can see they are good wool producers.



Here is Papa at the front, down low, working hard. Digging the bore. He didn't just flounce about the world taking photos you know.





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star light star bright February 19, 2010

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Torah Bright

Go you good thing.

Could have done without all the heart stopping moments though.

Seriously, is there any sport Australians are not good at 🙂

Hmmm, thinking hard.


Must say though it was a pity she had to wear those awful yellow pants. Looked like a council worker. USA definitely win first place for their outfits. Flanno's and jeans. Liked it.

Pity they came second and third on the podium though.

To an aussie.

And if you happen to be Australian and don't know Torah Bright.

Shame. Shame. Shame.

And if you happen to come from somwhere else and don't know what a flanno is, its a flanelette shirt. See I don't even know how to spell it because I've only ever known it as a flanno.


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aussie lamb January 19, 2010

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I cooked a leg of lamb on Sunday night.

Always a slighty disturbing thing for a non meat eater to have to do. Its the smell of meat cooking mainly that bothers me. Its like how after you use the deep fryer the house smells like fat for a day or two.

Lizzies fault. She's turned into a mad carnivore.

When she was 14 she decided she was going to be a vegetarian. No particular reason that I can remember. But for the next three years she didn't eat meat. Not even chicken or fish.

Then when she turned 17 she decided she was over it and went to KFC. And that was it. Meat pies were next on the list. Even though they're not technically meat.

Beef curries, lamb, gravy and mint rolls, chicken schnitzel. She's powering her way through them all.

We'd normally cook a leg of lamb on the bbq but Daz wasn't here and I was too hot to go outside. One time I do use the airconditioner is in the kitchen when I'm cooking.

So I have a new frypan I used. It didn't quite fit and I couldn't get the lid on. And it seemed to be taking hours. As it does. So when it was mostly cooked I hacked it into pieces and let it cook with the potatoes in all that fat and sticky stuff that lamb seems to produce. When I was a kid my favourite part of the lamb roast was that sticky stuff that sticks to the bottom of the pan. And it makes the gravy taste good as well.

I have to say though that I hope all you lamb eaters are running a pretty high internal body heat. To keep that fat liquid and moving along. Because it sure sets into nasty artery hardening stuff when it cools down.

This would be Bettys favourite night – roast night. Because after I take the meat and the potatoes out I fry her some bread in the fat. Then she has it covered in gravy.

Actually I think roast night was everyones favourite night around here. No one was very happy when I went all health on them and stopped making it in the pan.

Its like cutlets. When I was a kid the best part of a cutlet was the big strip of fat down the side that went all crispy when mum grilled it. Now you buy a cutlet and its all been trimmed off. Just a stick with a circle of meat at the top. You'd need to buy about 40 to feed my family.

But I thought I'd give Miss Lizzie a treat seeing as how she hadn't had one for years.


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