"In three words I can sum up everything I’ve learned about life: it goes on" - Robert Frost
Wednesday, 7 September 2022
RUOK?
Tuesday, 6 September 2022
Gardening and Centrelink
Monday, 5 September 2022
Musical Monday
I came across this family during lockdown last year.
This parody of theirs is quite timely.
I went to the physio this afternoon and am bloody sore so this is all you get from me today.
Enjoy.
Sunday, 4 September 2022
A perfect day
and Himself finally listened to my requests. Seriously, I don't need fancy stuff and I really wanted a vacuum that I can use without killing my back. This Dyson has a green laser that shows all the dirt on a supposedly clean floor and a huge canister for all the stuff it sucks up. I have become a bit obsessed! The stuff that came out of the supposedly clean carpet was gob smacking. It sits quietly in a corner in its stand recharging and is ready to be grabbed and spring into action to clean up crumbs and pet hair whenever I feel the need. I will vacuum the carpets every day as well.
Saturday, 3 September 2022
Saturday
Apologies for the grammar but I didn't write it! I do like the sentiment though. I doubt I will be allowed to turn the entire front garden over to veges (although it was Himself who sent me this) but I will do my bit.
Friday, 2 September 2022
Friday
It has been a lovely day. J, Amy, Sally and I went to the Frankston yarn shop. The owner was very helpful discussing the best wool to knit the pilchers for Alice. She gave Sally (who was getting a little bored) a job sticking price labels on the back of books. Perfect for a nearly 6 year old.
We then went to the toy shop where Sally was in heaven. Granny spoilt her and bought her a couple of toys.
We then had lunch at Schnitz which was very nice. A bit chilly sitting outside to start with but we were able to get a table inside before we ordered. I don't remember eating at this chain before and was surprised at the quality and pricing. I'll go there again.
Back home to check on the seeds with Sally - more carrots have popped up.
It is getting late in the day, the sun is starting to get low in the sky and it's getting distinctly chilly. Himself is mowing the front swamp and I am going to have a think about dinner and make a start on a pilcher. I am hoping it will be a quick knit as I want to get back to my socks.
Thursday, 1 September 2022
First day of Spring.
As they grow you top them up with soil. After about 16 weeks (god this gardening lark is a pain for impatient folks like me) I can open a flap at the bottom and harvest baby spuds. When all the foliage has died away you tip everything out and enjoy lots and lots of spuds. That's the idea, anyway.



















