I am in bed with the cold that my four year old has so generously donated.Share the love share the germs right?Anyway,I am in bed (admittedly wearing explorer socks and very unflattering chunky cardi but its comfy and thats the important thing isn't it-I mean,Cindy Crawford said she is sexiest in her tracksuit or was that Angelina???anyway I digress),and I am reading my favourite blog peoples musings and then I thought-I should have soup.The thing is I would rather make it in here ....
Can I tell you that this loungeroom is just like my bridal bouquet-all pink peonies and apple green berries.Yes, I think sitting here will make me better in no time at all...........
It seems an awful lot of children were born in May at my children's school so we have been on the party merry-go-round every weekend, all weekend, for the last few weeks.I must say though that todays party was a pleasure to attend.Really.Screaming six and seven years olds were a delight to be around!You see it was at Nutcote the home of May Gibbs.She emigrated from England as a young girl,settling with her family in Western Australia. She then returned to London to study and illustrate her first book.When she came back to Australia,she lived in Neutral Bay in Sydney.Here she created the Gumnut Babies.She would be most famously known for her 'Snugglepot and Cuddlepie' stories and their beautiful drawings.When she died,she left 50%of all future proceeds from her books to the maintenance of 'Northcote', her home and creative haven.The property is known as 'Nutcote' and as well as holding tours of her home and gardens,they host children's parties.I have been as excited as the kids all week because this was going to be so different from the other parties.It was time for something magical and we got it!The children arrived at the bottom of the steps in the beautiful gardens, to a rack of costumes where they dressed up as gumnut fairies and banksia men.They toured her home, which has been beautifully maintained.Some of us followed the children into the house and were delighted by the incredible illustrations,quilts and her Spode collection!Of course the children were a little more amazed by her fridge.'Mummy its in a wooden box!".
I am sure that as a girl I must have come here with my Grandmother but I can't quite place it.On the other hand, it was as though she was walking through with me.My Gran was an artist, and something she used to watercolour for my sister and I, were the gumnut babies.I really felt her with me.A very strange and wonderful sensation.
See this view?This is from the balcony and this is why Nutcote needs support.The property is sitting in a perfect position and the combination of the foundation running out of money and people with money thinking they would like to build their perfect waterfront, means they need help.If you are in Sydney,I urge you to visit and support them.It is a magical place full of magic and creativity.Even better,book a party.Sipping on a glass of wine while children play "whats the time Mister Wolf",as you look across our beautiful harbour makes it a very pleasant way to help.And the little shop is full of lovely little goodies.......
As I sat in the bathroom and dried the littlest blossom,he made and announcement;
"Don't wowwy mummy,I've done under my arms"
"OK" knowing he simply had not dried under his arms because,well,I was there and I'm sure I was watching.
"Don't want those big long yucky hairs that all pawents have there" Alarm bells clanging in my head.
Very calmly...."What exactly did you do under your arms???????????"
Gives mummy a 'are you cwazy-don't you know about this' look.
"I used soap and water-that kills them"
Cue relieved mummy nearly falling off her perch!
On that note-I wish you good night...x
That could be anything couldn't it?Sorry...it wasn't meant to fill your head with sad and woeful images (or even fat and feasted seafood fantasies!),I'm just referring to my little empty bodies on the table.I found three hours all to myself yesterday!Little boys at a play date-with one brave mother I must say given that she has three boys of her own and took both of mine-gave me some play of my own, so I set up factory in the kitchen and had my own little production line.
Giraffes at the ready for some stuffing.One orange plastic Ikea chopstick moonlights as my stuffing stick around here.Actually it doesn't really moonlight given that I have permanently commandeered it from the cutlery drawer.It seems visually appropriate stuffing a giraffe with an orange utensil.Its a colour thing.....
This is all I've got from The Cath.Not because I threw the others out,(like that would happen!),but because it is a little tricky getting Cath Kidston anything over here.I assure you that if they had been sent to me ,I would have every catalogue she has ever printed.Just to read,as you do.
Do you keep favourite treasured catalogues from anyone? Give us a peep.
My mother has things going back several decades!! Mothercare catalogues,housekeeping magazines.You name it,she hoards it.The overcrowded closet doesn't fall far from the tree......