A quest to Montsalvat

My Kids love the show The Legend Of Dick and Dom

Last week we decided to go on our own quest to Montsalvat. 

Our quest was to find a magic feather. As we arrived, the lady at the desk asked them if they would like a peacock feather! Our quest was over already? Never-mind, we would go exploring anyway. I haven't been there for years but it is still as magical as I remember:

Pjs are the go

We're almost at the end of the school holidays here in Melbourne. It goes so quickly! On Wednesday my kids went with their Dad up to their farm for four whole nights!! As they drove out of the driveway I started to panic a little. What am I going to do for four days without them? I came inside, sat down with a big peice of paper and wrote a big colourful list of all the things I could do on my own. Do you know what? I've hardly done any of them. I picked up two extra shifts and I have spent the rest of the time in my pyjamas! Sure, I've missed the kids. It's been very quiet here but I have eaten what I liked, I have made messes and cleaned them up and I have been totally occupied! Today is the last day of my own little holiday. I've been busy sewing an quilt for my stepsister's new baby to come. It didn't turn out as perfectly as I would have liked but I think she'll like it.

 

I made banana bread thanks to Pip.

(See I've eaten some! I think one is coming with me to work to help keep some tired midwives awake)

 

I made myself some pumpkin soup for lunch.

 

Then the sun started to shine out my kitchen window!

(Sorry about my sad little iPhone photos. I dream of a new camera one day)

Maybe it is time to get out of my pjs and go for a walk...Should I? 

 

I've always loved Saturdays more than Sundays. They have a business about them out in the streets. You can here the odd shout from the football ground nearby. People have places to go. When I was a kid, in the early 80's my mum and Dad would go to the Moonee Ponds Market (no longer there) and come home with loads of cold meat, bread, flowers and bundles of food. At lunch we would put it all out on the table with pickled onions, relishes, cheeses, boiled eggs and it would be a free for all lunch, my favorite lunch. There would usually be housework to do. It was my job to clean the bathroom, ready for visitors coming for dinner Saturday night. There would be baking and cooking going on, the dining room table being set for dinner and a feeling of anticipation for a yummy dinner.

These days my Saturdays are usually slow and lazy. We sleep in and watch TV. We usually have eggs for breakfast and stay in our pyjamas all morning. And we have a free for all lunch. Then the kids get organized and head off for the farm. I always work Saturday night shift. This week I woke up and realized that this week the kids are having a double sleep over at the farm and I am a free agent. I have some housework to do , but before that I am off to some markets:

Sisters Market which is in a new venue today and,

Made nThornbury which I haven't been to yet. 

So I had better get my A into G and get moving. 

Do you like Saturdays better?

Wow! Such a long time since I have written on my blog. I'm not sure there is any one real reason for this and I do not want to bore you with lots of excuses.

 The rain is falling again today. 

Yesterday it was like this:

The view from under my umbrella

 

 

 

I went to the farm to get a bit of fresh air and help gather some wood. I put on my old Hunters which were given to me in 1989 when I started working as a nanny in England. I love these boots and they are as good as new!

Look what we found in the wood!

So beautiful to be out in the fresh air...