We are a household of one Kiwi mother, one Welsh father and our little Australian Boyo. The Welshman is now an Australian citizen too. Of course, we celebrate Australia Day. Who doesn’t love a healthy dose of jingoism after all?
What did you do on Australia Day long weekend? This is what we did! Boyo and I got up early and headed off to the Orange Grove Farmers Markets, where we bought rib of beef, fillet steak, free range bacon, organic brown mushrooms, fresh herbs, delicious pastries, homemade lemonade, kipflers, white nectarines, pears, banana bread, new Mox shoes for me, Andy Griffiths books for Boyo … I think that’s it! We wanted to buy a bunch of flowers for the Welshman but bought a beautiful pale pink frangipani and a divine bromeliad instead.
The next thing on the agenda was to book our next holiday!
This year, I’m celebrating my Big Four Oh My Gods! Yes, that’s right. I’m going to be officially old. FORTY! Festival of Kimba is an annual event that lasts, oh, several weeks. This year’s Festival of Kimba is going to go off! Not only a gorgeously glam dinner at Cafe Sydney’s private dining room, but also a family holiday to LA, Disneyland and San Diego. Boyo wanted to take me to Disneyland for my birthday, bless his little cotton socks.
Australia Day was hot and sticky and I spent as much time as possible under these little babies. Ah, bliss.
Next up on the holiday agenda was a spot of gardening. Clearly, I’m about to turn the Big Four Oh My Gods, because I happily spent a couple of hours pottering in the garden. Dear gods.
Boyo and the Welshman went for a swim. As I only enjoy swimming when I’m on holiday when it’s about 35 plus degrees with poolside cocktail service, I stayed on the sidelines reading Kate Morton’s The Distant Hours on my iPhone. What’s a public holiday without some reading after all?
Boyo spent some time practising his new moves after starting skateboard lessons. He’s taken to it like a duck to water, even prefacing every single sentence with “dude”. I wish I was joking.
Roast rib of beef, anchovy and rosemary roasted kipflers and rocket salad. Dear gods. The Welshman is worth his weight in gold.
Mr Bunsy is our special needs bunny, who has teeth issues and requires his food to be chopped up. I was tempted to eat this myself! Mint, broccoli, cauliflower, apple, and sweetcorn. We adopted him at the end of last year, and now he’s BFFs with our original big boofa Bolt Monsieur Lapin Princess Fluffybum.
Lords, did it rain on Sunday! Even after 18 years of living in Australia, I’m still not used to grey days that look like they should be cold but are stickily hot with 90% humidity. I had to resort to a sandalwood fan. At least I’m prepared for menopausal hot flushes now. I’m determined to find that silver lining!
Boyo spent most of the day having a whale of a time, and getting absolutely soaked, celebrating his mate’s birthday at Luna Park. After playing chauffeur, the Welshman and I found ourselves with a date day! After doing some really romantic grocery shopping, we headed out for lunch at our new favourite local, the East Village Hotel in Balmain. Despite having to drive there, and passing at least 8 pubs on our way, it is definitely our new local. They do me moules mariniere without onions or garlic, and the best damned fat chips in the world.
I made the Welshman snap some outfit shots in the pouring rain. I am shocked to see that I appear to have a tan! This never happens. Ever. I’m wearing a Country Road shirt dress with New Look floral belt and Mox flats in Latte, with Alannah Hill fuchsia crystal hairbow, and a Swarovski crystal pendant. I’m being out modeled by the gorgeous Harbour Bridge.
I felt so sorry for this gorgeous bride and her pretty lavender bridesmaids in the pouring rain. The blokes didn’t fare so well either, gallantly holding the umbrellas for the girls. Walking up and down those slippery steep stairs between the swimming pool and Luna Park in EnormoHeels got my sympathy too. Ouch! I snapped this through our wet windscreen, but I’m really pleased with the effect. Now I’m going to try and find a photo app with a “rainy windscreen” filter!
What else does one do on a rainy holiday Sunday than get out the craft and mending boxes? I reassembled the bunny chew toys mobiles. They much prefer to chew the twine instead, gods love them. I repaired some Gorman flats with a piece of elastic (not too upset, I picked them up at Birkenhead Point for a tenner brand new). I replaced the elastic on my BookSeat (the best damned iPad holder ever) and then tackled the rethreading of a favourite old friend, a very long metal, crystal, stone and wood beaded Mimco necklace. I threaded the larger wooden and metal beads onto some hat elastic, then added some vintage turquoise beads and some chunky pieces of paua shell to the leftovers to make another necklace. The hardest damn bit about jewellery making is doing the final fixing – anyone got any tips?!
We weren’t terribly hungry after our enormous lunch, so settled down to a little Ploughman’s for dinner. Just look at this cheese – Pont L’Eveque from the Gourmet Grocer in Balmain. It is stuffed head to toe with delectable comestibles but you do pay for the privilege. This cheese is about $10 a kilogram cheaper in David Jones Food Hall. I didn’t even know that was possible. I enjoyed every. single. morsel.
On Monday it rained. It poured. It bucketed down. All. Day. Long!
I wrote my very first ranty pants post, inspired by all these Body After Baby photo shoots. Not jealous, I swear. Just despairing that we’re losing the point of motherhood. Let me give you a hint – I don’t think it’s looking hawt!
My outfit of the day was all about comfort – Country Road polkadot tee and Seed striped pants, with a pair of Mox of course. I’m addicted, plus they are perfection for the rain.
Norlin from Baubles Bubbles and Bags has decided to launch her Lippy a Day challenge, inspired by the sheer number of unworn lip products in her beauty drawers! I’m never one to turn down a social media style challenge, so here’s my first contribution. Join in the fun! The hashtag is #LippyaDay.
I’ve got cabin fever from the neverending rain. I’m very thankful that everyone I know in Queensland is safe and OK, with just minor property damage from the huge storms. What does a girl with an iPhone do when she has cabin fever? Random Instagramming, of course! I never realised how much I like yellow. I spot seven items in one small room. Um, eight actually. That Mimco bag in the corner contains a neon yellow snakeprint leather headband. Come on – it was $7. You couldn’t have left it either, right?
Any excuse to curl up with a good book and a lovely cup of tea. The rain is providing the perfect one. Ah, love a silver lining!
Poor Mr Bunsy got caught in the rain and refused to come back in by himself. I had to stage a rescue mission with the help of the intrepid Boyo who blocked one escape route. He needed a jolly good towel down and a little cuddle. I was reminded of one of my favourite Dr Seuss books.
Who is this pet?
He is wet.
You never yet
met a pet,
as wet as they let
this wet pet get.
Dr Seuss “One fish, two fish, red fish, blue fish”
The Welshman got a little bit wet, barbecuing in the torrential rain, with our wibbly wobbly umbrella requiring a firm grip to keep him and, more importantly, the barbecue dry.
His hard work paid off, and we enjoyed delicious tortillas with barbecued chicken and sweetcorn. Yum!
The rest of the day was spent watching movies and snuggling up together. It’s what it’s all about, isn’t it.
Hope your family had a gorgeous weekend too, wherever you are, despite the weather!