Stories from the journey home
Me: Are you sure you don’t want to come with me to the National Gallery? There’s a Dürer exhibition I’d love to show you…Son: I’m sure mum. So I left my boy to fend for himself and I headed to Trafalgar Square. I tried to remind myself that he was happy with his computer games... Continue Reading →
This will be our third Christmas in London. I'm starting to get used to the dark afternoons and the winter chill. I've been dressing in big jumpers and scarves -- cosy and warm. It was just me and my son for our first London Christmas as my husband had to work. The day was bright... Continue Reading →
Balmoral Beach, 2015 It was just another normal Sydney day. Warm sun. People relaxing on the sand. Kids playing in the water. For the old Daily Post Photo Challenge July 25, 2014
My husband bought me a new couch in the lead up to Christmas! Well, new for us anyway. It’s a restored second hand chesterfield. We couldn’t afford a brand new one. Or the beautiful super old ones. But I’m delighted with the one we have. I’m now waiting for the post Christmas sales to get... Continue Reading →
Every year it looks like our tree fights with a tinsel fairy and loses. This year, we added lights to the large amount of colourful shine. Poor tree. It’s lost all sense of dignity. We also managed to find a Christmas tree in the wild on one of our walks. It was a lovely surprise!... Continue Reading →
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