Sunny days.

I love sunny days. It means I can hang my washing on the clothes line. We have had a run of wet weather and I hate having to use my dryer, so the last couple of sunny days have been glorious. I love the feel of sun dried clothes and especially crunchy towels! Ahh, it's the simple things that make me happy.

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You can do it Brucey!

One of the best scenes from one of my favourite movies, Matilda.

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Five: Things I'd bake if my oven wasn't broken.

5. Mini flourless chocolate cakes

4. Roast vegtables with herbs and garlic

3. Macaroons

2. Cheese souffle

1. Profiteroles filled with custard and dipped in chocolate

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Tell me what led you on, I’d love to know.

Thought I had an answer once

But your random ways swept me along

Colossal signs so I got lost

With so many lovers singing soft

Twice by Little Dragon

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Blue.

I'm in love with blue dresses at the moment. Pale blue. Pretty blue.

Here's what Christian Dior's 'The Little Dictionary of Fashion' says about blue: Among all the colours, navy is the only one which can ever compete with black, it has all the same qualities.

Pale blue is one of the prettiest colours, and if you have blue eyes no colour is more becoming. Be careful when you are selecting a blue to see it both in daylight and electric light, because it changes very much.

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The musical unicorn.

For some reason when I read "the musical unicorn" I think of accordions. But that's a whole other issue. Anyway, back to the subject - George Byrne. The musician, the photographer, the unicorn. I'm actually lost for words, which is somewhat alarming. Just go. Listen to his music here and look at his photos here. He's so awesome I can't even handle it.

A very important rule.

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I love my ABCs.

Oh type you are so beautiful. I could look at you all day.

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Big and Carrie.

The love's nice, but the fashion's better.

Summer rain.

We went out for dinner last night and decided to walk. It was a little grey outside, but we didn't think much of it. As we left the restaurant it started to rain. And then it poured. Water rushed down the street, people gathered under awnings and we waited. It seemed to slow down a bit so we decided to run for it even though we were wearing totally inappropriate shoes (high heels and rain don't really go). We ran and we laughed, getting totally soaked in the process, but it didn't matter. It reminded me of living in the tropics. It was wonderful.

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One year, 400 posts later.

We have been blogging for one whole year. I can't believe how time flys! So much has happened, yet it only seems like we did our first post yesterday. I thought it might be nice to share our first ever post with you again (see below). Here's to another wonderful blog year.

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A beard by any other name... would probably look just as awesome.

I have a thing for beards, and when I say “thing” I mean overwhelming animal magnetism that makes me go weak in the knees when one of these slightly geeky yet extremely confident unicorns pass my way. I’m in my Rex Harrison circa The Ghost and Mrs Muir phase. Point me in the direction of a person who doesn’t rate him as a dead sea captain and I’ll gladly give them what for.
There’s been a huge surge in bearded boys in recent times, and I’ve made it my mission to help others appreciate them as much as I do. In my studies I have found there is a “type” that will grow a beard: the arty-indie-ridiculously goodlooking-surfie-skater guy. I’m pretty sure most of them read Monster Children and really enjoy street art. I think I’ll need to investigate this further.
One local bearded unicorn is designer Sam Elsom. Not only are his clothes ethically sound, he looks extremely sexy whilst creating the perfect pair of jeans.
Also, if you’re in the mood for beards and can get your hands on a copy of Monster Children seventeen- you’ll find one of my favourite articles by Adam Blakey on three amazingly talented (beard toting) artists- Alex Kopps, Jeff Canham and Andy Davis. Dig it.
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To the brink of insanity.

We live a couple of streets away from our local swimming pool. Usually it's not a problem, but it seems 'school swimming carnival' season is upon us. I can handle the kid's muffled yelling and the whistle blowing, but if I hear '12 year old girls 50m free style, FINAL CALL, all 12 year old girls for the 50m free style...', or 'If you are 8,9 or 10 and wish to go to the canteen please form a line in front of Mrs Harris, I repeat...', I think it may just push me over the edge. This has been going on since last week! I hated my own school swimming carnivals, so to relive them everyday is torture! 'Attention boys and girls....' Ahhhhh.

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Little girl lost.

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Selena Gomez.

I know she's Miss Disney, but I think she's enchanting. Talented and enchanting.

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Yes, yes it should.

But it's not.

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If I cover my eyes will it all go away?

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A new month.

Holidays are over and this month brings with it change and new challenges. After having almost a year of maternity leave, I start back at work this week. Now admittedly, not full time, but I'm really not good with change. I feel like a little kid starting back at school. A little excited. A lot anxious. Here's hoping the transition goes smoothly.

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