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Showing posts from April, 2015

Bluebell woods at Badbury Clump

"If you go down to the woods today You're sure of a big surprise..." Henry Hall - Teddy Bears Picnic

You can't beat a walk through a carpet of bluebells with the sunshine dappling through the trees. It's one of life's uplifting free pleasures.

I've been coming to the Bluebell Woods  at Badbury Clump in Oxfordshire  since I was a child riding through on my pony. 2015 is shaping up to be an epic year!

It's something to do with a mild February  and the driest March in forty years which means Spring has come early in these 'ere parts.
Having just arrived in the UK from an Aussie autumn it's a true "Honey, I'm home" moment.

It's lovely to be back! Linking with thanks to the following:
Blue Monday
Mosaic Monday

ANZAC Day Dawn Service, 25th April 2015

Today we joined Australian and New Zealand communities  all over the world for an ANZAC Day dawn service.

Our service was held at the Kranji War Memorial Cemetery, Singapore,  hosted by the Australian and New Zealand High Commissioners.

We weren't alone, we left our hotel at 5.30am,
 and arrive in a steady convoy of taxis, 
it's way too early for the trains!

We walk in silence.

The 4,500 gravestones at Kranji, 
emerge from the shadows
in silent observation of events.

Once there, it is a well organised, dignified affair.
Public to the left and right,
official guests and dignitaries, straight up the middle.

The Anzac Day dawn service is the same the world over;
a military order, school children and scouts,
national anthems, wreath layers from all walks of life
and usually a slightly dodgy bugler or bagpipe players,
and despite the former, a haunting last post.
Followed by an uplifting Gunfire Breakfast.

We love the familiarity.
Even though we are new Australian citizens,
the ANZAC dawn service is now…

Have Bull’s Pen’s can travel!

I’M READY TO FLY THE NEST… Three months in Europe with a stop over in Singapore. Here I come!

I think I have remembered to pack everything. Certainly anything remaining has been  washed, polished and tidied away.
Well, maybe not in the study...  I am not Wonder Women!  I’ve been busy.
The house is clean, and all the sheets changed. Car was washed, and I even vacuumed the soccer muddy car mats. My yoga mat is rolled and stored Surely I will be Zen enough, without yoga for the duration…

I have had appointments galore from the hairdresser, to my mammogram. I’m fit to leave!

The dog’s also had the right royal treatment. He's been clipped, scrubbed and had his nails done. Snap! Me too!  Well if the Crazy Poodle gets a pedicure,  then so do I…
He’s got a shiny new bling bone dog tag  with new contact phone numbers and along those lines,  I’ve told Security, not to phone me when the house alarm goes off because a spider has walked across the sensor. Although, thinking about it, it's unlikely  as I've dusted…

Melbourne's Autumn glory.

Autumn has arrived in Melbourne with her "where are my slippers?" chilly nights, but with glorious golden "pass me my sunnies*" days.
Our local streets are resplendent at the moment, our tree lined streets adorned with a myriad of colours.
Soon the branches will be bare...
Our home street, despite its many trees is not one such street. No special extra street sweeping for us...
But not to worry! We've got the Crazy Poodle. His coat is like velcro to the leaves...
A quick scamper down the street, he stops for a wee at every tree anyway... and by the end of the road, he's accumulated  more leaves than any heavy leaf-fall sweeping program!

He's knackered by the end of it all. It's a tough gig working as an unpaid employee of the Council...
* Sunnies - sunglasses
Linking with the following with thanks to all our wonderful hosts
Do stop by and say hi to the others participating! Mandarin Orange Monday 
Mosaic Monday  Our World Tuesday Wednesday Around the World
Thursday Favourite…

My Melbourne madhouse continued...

Five on Friday: My week in a nutshell!1. I'm counting down to my 11 weeks in Europe, and it's frantic.  I haven't exactly lost the plot yet and taken all my clothes off  to meditate towards the ocean  but ....
2. We did have a much talked about Family night at a burlesque show at Easter which our (adult) kids warned us was going to be  'all naked women and nipple tassels...' "Don't be silly" I said,  "It's Spiegelious!  They've hired a Belgium Spiegeltent,  it's a classy show  it's like Cirque du Soleil just in our seaside town.

I was right it was classy.  The girls had nude coloured undies  and lots of gold and sparkling diamonds...
Ha! We all had a great night but...  3. Eighteen year old Son perhaps still traumatised from 2 above,  well, the bit about going with his parents...  wasn't concentrating at Soccer training,  or went in for a brilliant tackle, which ever way you look at it,  and has broken his ankle... Do you like his natty footwear?

Good Friday Royal Children's Hospital Appeal, Melbourne

Easter in Melbourne is a glorious four day holiday weekend. 
Amidst the hot cross buns and Easter eggs, it's hard to escape two big events in our city:
the start of the Australian Football League AFL season... Go Hawks!
AND  our Good Friday Appeal.

Across the city, fundraisers are out in force collecting for our Royal Children's hospital. Last year the Good Friday Appeal raised over 16 Million  a staggering amount that they are hoping to exceed this year.

Having raised three children in Melbourne  I am very happy to say  I had never visited the Royal Children's Hospital until this week,  when I visited for coffee with a friend who was working there. 

For me, arriving on foot from across the parkland,  and not in an ambulance with a sick child, I was able to appreciate the architectural beauty of the buildings and the bushland Parkville setting.
Once inside you notice the many child-centred activities  that create the fun environment. From a two story real coral reef aquarium, the bean bag cinema, …