Marina. A magical, sparkly shop was where we scheduled our meeting, surrounded by stained glass lighting, imported handcrafted Turkish rugs and handbags, time pieces hanging from every wall, sparkling jewels and trinkets on every surface. The aroma of the coffee machine seduced us away from the window shopping and straight to Bengü, Gallery B’s exotic …
matriarch ˈmeɪtrɪɑːk noun: matriarch; plural noun: matriarchs a woman who is the head of a family or tribe. “in some cultures the mother proceeds to the status of a matriarch” an older woman who is powerful within a family or organization. “a domineering matriarch” I am perched on the edge of the visitors chair in …
GRANDMA family-history Noun (plural family histories) 1. an extension to genealogy in which the life and times of the people concerned are investigated Family history puts flesh on the bones of genealogy. Mum phoned Grandma and papa, and told them we would pop down for a cuppa and morning tea. I selfishly want my grandma’s …
Sandra Conte. Sandi and I meet at a local coffee shop, we get settled at our table with chai latte each and I ask the first question and am taken away, this is why I love doing this, I get lost in the conversation, her story flows. Sandi is incredibly open, honest, and generous, at …
I want to write today about being a mum to a teenage boy. My first born was 15 a few weeks ago, and, I feel the same way I did on his first birthday. On his first birthday I cried, and held him all day. It was a multi layered cry, on one level I …
I have been in hibernation this winter, hence the radio silence on the blog. I am allergic to the cold and struggle to be motivated when the air is cold, the wind is blowing, and I have to be rugged up in multiple layers. No, really I am allergic to the cold season, my skin goes …
Yesterday scrolling through Instagram I found a local treasure and I went to visit Mel at Gin Rummy vintage today. I remember when I was little it was a treat to get into mum’s cupboard with all her clothes and jewellery and the shoes (there is photo evidence of me somewhere actually in mum’s clothes). …
11.05.17 If you have read my blog you know that there is a coffee shop I go to on a Wednesday morning with the school mums. Well it has changed hands, had a facelift and a new menu. I haven’t been there for a while, but yesterday there was a post on Instagram saying …
8.05.17 Monday and the no phone experiment was meant to finish yesterday, I have sent the odd text but I didn’t use my phone today either. I have an essay due in a couple of weeks for the art history and design unit I am studying. I have a few days off work, kids …
07.05.17 After my blog writing last night, there was a phone call on Scott’s phone – because I still didn’t have a phone. That J was throwing up at Mum’s place. He has been incredibly stressed and cranky lately and this is how he handles stress. By throwing up. He has been like this since …