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Twenty-Fifteen thanks - you've been great!

2015 a very delightful year!
Family highlights: Schools out for ever! All Kids at University.  Travel: Bangkok, Singapore, Hong Kong, UK, Belgium, France, Vanuatu Career highlights: returning to paid employment with Asylum Seekers. 

Isn't it interesting to see your most popular posts, 
compared with what you believe are your best posts ?!

Here are the most viewed each month 
with March's My Sunday Photo "Escape" coming in the winner!
JANUARY Happy Australia Day 2015

FEBRUARY Welcome to our Melbourne Madhouse Australia

MARCH My Sunday Photo: Escape Australia

APRIL Good Friday Royal Children's Hospital Appeal Melbourne - Australia

MAY I remember Wren - UK

JUNE Paris memories - France

JULY Alice in Oxford - UK

AUGUST Spring in Melbourne

SEPTEMBER When two world's collide


Danger! The Great Aussie Christmas

I love an Aussie Christmas at the beach It’s a relaxed, no fuss and bother affair. Well normally…
We're unusual, 
we clear out of the city for the beach on Christmas Eve,
most of our friends stay in town for Christmas lunch with family,
but for us, with our broader family overseas, it's a lovely escape.

We go to the Mornington Peninsula, one hour out of Melbourne. 
By Boxing Day this place will be heaving.
Melbourne-by-the-sea they call it;
finding a car park will be tricky, 
and we'll bump into more friends here on the Blairgowrie dog beach, 
than we will on any walk in the park back home!

Our Rye beach house is in neighbourhood with mostly permanent homes.
It's become our Christmas Eve tradition, to take a quick stroll around the block.
We like to check out any local building developments 
and to admire the local decorations.  Or maybe not. 

Perhaps in our dreams, 
no one really bothers at the beach!
Although we do spot a few... ok one, a sign that something is up…

In the next street, th…

Ding Dong Merrily From High!

Wordless Wednesday[ I'm on the way back to Australia and couldn't resist Blogging from the skies. I love Wifi on airplanes!  Here is the best of my British Chrissy photos!] Linking with thanks to the following - Merry Christmas one and all! Our World Tuesday Mosaic Monday Wordless Wednesday Communal Global

Just Brussels sprouts and that's no lie!

[Warning the post below may contain language that could offend :) ]

I'm in all sorts of trouble, and all because of my Brussels sprouts joke.
Now in the festive season, Brussels sprouts are everywhere
Oh the memories, the horror... the shame!

In my defence, I’d like to put it out there,  I’m not a hater, nor prejudiced against these little green edible buds.  I'm a Brussels sprout lover! There I've said it now!
Wow! It appears, you either love 'em or hate them don't you?

So when you find a restaurant that makes Brussels sprouts into a dish that everyone likes, 
you want to tell the world about it - right?
And I did. 
I wrote a Trip Advisor review for The Good Table restaurant 
in Castlemaine, Vic in Australia 
saying how fabulous their Brussels sprouts were. I thought they'd be chuffed, 
but they never got to read my report, as the Trip Advisor computer said 'No!'
It was probably my fault as I had Brussels sprouts in the headline. Yep, daft I know, but I had no idea the …

My Mumsy Street Art!

Go Banksy go!The rebel in me has always had a soft spot for street art.
It's the wild creative that appeals.
Speaking the honest truth with a spray can.

It's hard to know how to reply when asked in Bristol, UK this weekend: 
"have you ever used a spray can before?"

'How do you know I'm not a world famous street artist from Australia?'
'Or the real Banksy?' I ask.

My absolute hero is Banksy.

I love the dark humour of the Bristol street artist 
whose real identity remains unknown.
 I admire his willingness to tackle head on the issues of the day.

Banksy and Little Wandering Wren: two peas in a pod - ha!

Banksy has the week, depicted Steve Jobs, Apple founder 
and Syrian migrant, on a wall of a migrant and refugee camp in France. Further along the wall are the words 'no-one deserves to live this way'

Having worked with Refugees and Asylum Seekers for the past three years
this gets my attention, and happily makes big world news.

So I find myself in Banksy'…

The Christmas countdown...

  'Are we getting an advent calendar?' my 19 year old son asks hopefully? 'Nah, you're too old' I reply! Then out shopping I couldn't resist, and bought an advent calendar... Which I presented to my youngest with a Ta-ra!

'Thanks Mum, you're the best!' Which did make me feel a tad guilty...
Because every year we tell the advent calendar story. The one of many moons ago, when we lived in a far away land  the land that chocoholics dream about - Belgium. Where I could have bought some local Godiva chocolates But no!
They don't call me 'the best' Mother for nothing. I drove to the British shop, Stonemanor in Everberg and splashed out many, many francs, it was well before the Euro. I bought him a Cadbury's Dairy Milk advent calendar.
These ones were special,  not one single chocolate behind each purple window, but a whole bar. Yumm...
I took my life into my own hands driving home on the November icy roads carefully avoiding those crazy 'priorite a droit…

Blogging on high!

Goosie, Goosie Gander where shall I wander.... Here I am in seat 27G  which is waaaaaaay too far back in the airplane for me,  but guess what, I'm very happy here!
I'm on my way to Abu Dhabi, then London. And whoo hoo, I'm on Wifi thanks to Ethiad Airlines. It's my first blog written  cruising at an altitude of 34,000 feet  and travelling at a ground speed of 927 km per hour,  and I think that's pretty cool.
In fact it's very, very cool the outside temperature is -39.0 celsius - ho ho ho...
So I am returning the UK for a quick visit and sadly a family funeral. If it wasn't under such circumstances  I'd be happy to have achieved what every woman really wants  at this time of year: two weeks away and just 'beam me up Scotty.' I'm back on December 22nd when everything's done. Prepared and ready.
Our Aussie Christmas is really casual. We don't really do presents. I always work on the basis 'I'd rather do, than have' So we'…