Archive for March, 2013

Beards, boiled eggs and birthdays!

The other day a 4 foot woman with a beard got on the bus in a huge panic saying “I have to get to Bent Street in Petersham”.

The next day in the public toilet at wynard station amongst the stench of summer there was a relatively normal looking fellow peeling a bag of boiled eggs and placing them into a container? And tomorrow our Finn turns 14 and is still talking to us on a regular basis.

So as strange as the world gets, there are some things that can never be explained so maybe just enjoy the outcome and don’t question the rest!

Love ya Finnboss, have a great day



Trash treasure and relaxation

Today I took Tilda to Addison road markets for a walk, bacon n egg roll, a pho noodles and bag of radishes, it’s great to see the original hipsters at play in there own surroundings along with the new or next generation of groovers with all the right clothes, the correct amount of gears on their bikes (one ) and beards, just love a beard! Till and I ended up in trash and treasure on two lovely seats one could of purchased for $25 a piece but we decided rather than purchase them we would just stay and watch the world of Marrickville past before our eyes and listen to Slave to the rhythm, by miss jones. Tilda played on her iPad more than watch but still a nice way to spend a Sunday morning.

The later part of the day I ended up in ikea, this experience could be summed up another time, although due to scare of horse meat being found in the hot dogs, the line did not seen any smaller


Stencil bonding

Last night I discovered after trying many things with kids that the stencil art seems to be a wonderful way to bring us all together in a rainy Friday evening!


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