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Traveling Solo. Should I stay or should I go?
An old friend and I had an offer we just couldn’t refuse. A cruise on a luxury liner and a very good deal. It wouldn’t break the bank, it would be fun and we both had some time up our sleeve. Our husbands weren’t interested, had to go back to work, and didn’t resent us…
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The Adelaide hills… beauty and the beast.
We had decided to go to South Australia. Drive the 8 hours to take Mum and Dad back home and then head to the Adelaide Hills. Not the greener forested areas around Stirling or Aldgate but the dryer region behind Mount Barker toward Strathalbyn. I was interested in the large number of stone ruins.
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Twas the night before Christmas…and the bloody fridge broke down!
I got up at 6 am, Christmas eve, couldn’t sleep and thought I may as well start the day. Coffee on, grab the milk and something just isn’t right.
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Easy Pork Crackling
For some of you Christmas dinner will mean roast pork…traditions vary across the world. I’ve been cooking since I was a little kid. Decades in fact. But after all this time making the perfect pork crackling has eluded me. That is until I had a lightbulb moment earlier this year. Separate, salty and slow would…
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Missing the ‘Pop’ shot…the food bloggers nightmare! The Turducken incident of 2009.
I am relatively new to blogging. It started because I wanted to use photos to illustrate things in my novels that were unfamiliar to readers. And then it changed and I began to put in food references and recipes. For those of you who are food bloggers you will understand the work that goes…
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To tree or not to tree….sorry!
It’s 2 weeks till Christmas and we’ve been debating whether it’s really worth having a tree and here is why…
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Pesto…ish.
It’s the first week of summer here in Melbourne, Australia. We had a very mild winter and the roof deck potted garden was thriving, almost too much…
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Procrastination… you evil temptress!
This is where I work and I intend to spend the whole day at my desk. I’ve begun writing the next trilogy but the first chapter just isn’t working. Last night I tossed and turned, not only from the oppressive temperature of a late November heat wave, but because I was missing the words to…
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Thanks for coming out on a stormy Melbourne night.
It’s 6.30 pm on a rainy Monday evening. I arrive to find an original Featherston chair sitting on stage (thanks Lucy for lending us your precious family heirloom). Doris is checking that all is in order and we are both hoping our guests will brave the violent Melbourne weather and venture out…
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MaryLou you make the most beautiful things.
I needed to buy a gift, something special so I headed up the freeway to the gallery and studio of potter Mary Lou Pittard. She produces beautiful and, more importantly, functional pieces. Her baking dishes can withstand the heat of the hottest oven, her porcelain rice scoops hold the perfect serve, her teapots pour and…