A tale of two poppies

The first a tale of a hot poppy.  A waxing lyrical of a baguette of pulled pork with hoi-sin  spring onion & cucumber to be precise.  I love food, I think it is one of the true pleasures in life.  And Melbourne is a bit of a foodie heaven; great restaurants, great cafes, and great coffee.…

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Free & Greedy – and I am not talking cake

As I wandered about my neighbourhood with the stroller the other day I was stopped in my tracks with palpable excitement.  Outside the fence of a picturesque two storey Victorian house was a large box with magazines being given away for free.  The sign said, “please take, I’m too busy working”. I thought ha – how wonderful…

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My current definition of wistfulness…

Wouldn’t it be nice to have every summer off… As I walked my daughter in the pushchair to the park today, in glorious sunshine, I suddenly realised the last time I hadn’t worked a summer was 1988.

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