craftiness · decorating / homefront · out and about · shopping / or not

Hob-knobbery at the local church jumble sale

Being fifty-something, I love discovering a foraging opportunity close to home. And so it came to pass that I hurried along to the local church jumble sale, just a few doors down from my own, arriving expectantly at the advertised start time. Alas, the early bird had beaten me to the worm. There were sold… Continue reading Hob-knobbery at the local church jumble sale

inspiring folk · it's all about me · out and about

Gone clubbing … fifty-something style

Being fifty-something, the thought of joining a new club is at once daunting and exciting. Recently I accompanied my friend W to our first (for both of us) meeting of the Geelong Bottle and Collectors Club. I was uneasy, unsure whether I’d meet the club membership requirements. I’m not a fanatical collector. I have more… Continue reading Gone clubbing … fifty-something style

decorating / homefront · it's all about me

The year of the fecking fence

Being fifty-something, I’ve lived within many different fences, both physical and metaphoric. The fences on my mind just now are the physical ones. The year 2012 is panning out to be our “Year of the Fence”. Did someone declare 2012 “International Year of the Fecking Fence” … and forget to warn me? We have just… Continue reading The year of the fecking fence

inspiring folk · it's all about me · remembering / musing

Whatever gets you through … teen parenting

Being fifty-something, I know that the difference between a crappy haircut or hair colour and a good one is just a few weeks’ growing time. Still, it’s no consolation for mothers of teenage princesses who choose to use their hair to express themselves (the princesses, I mean, not the mothers). I recently had coffee with… Continue reading Whatever gets you through … teen parenting