
We have been away on the boat since Saturday afternoon and have had a fantastic time.
Here are a couple of sneaky photos … but there will be more to come when I return home to my laptop!

Last night after work we jumped on the boat with my sister and her friend Susan. We grabbed a couple of Da Angelo’s pizzas and anchored off Sandy Bay Beach.
We were home by 7 pm to tuck our little Poppy into bed! Lovely.

I have grown up with peas – as Dad has grown them commercially for many, many years. He even has a great story of how he was actually sowing peas when I was born!
When I recently stayed on our family farm in Hagley, Mum gave me a big bundle of freshly grown peas before I left. Mum and Dad hand-pick their personal needs from their crop before they are harvested.
On Boxing Day we sat around Mum and Dad’s living room with my sisters and brother and ‘podded peas’. It is funny – I don’t think I have podded peas for many years, but that action of using your thumb nail to open the beautiful casing, then sliding the produce into your bucket that sits in your lap, and tossing the empty pod on the sheet spread out on the floor – came back to me very easily. Such a simple task, but one that took me back to my childhood … and all those days of shifting irrigators, picking, podding and eating peas.


I always thought kids sunglasses were a little cheesy but on Christmas Day Poppy kept stealing her cousin’s and would not put them down.
I finally succumbed and bought her a pink and white dotty pair yesterday. Oh my god – she LOVES them and has been wearing them constantly. I think she would have slept in them last night if she could have!
Our own little Dame Edna Everage!


We have spent the weekend away on the boat, trying to find some respite from the heat and coming to terms with the devastating fires that have gripped South-Eastern Tasmania.
Friday was an incredibly eerie day, with temperatures soaring to 41.3 c with a howling wind. Even though we had planned to head down the Channel on the boat, all I really wanted to do was to stay at home with the blinds closed.
We did leave and found a beautiful place to have a swim and cool down. Poppy loved swimming with her Dad, but man-oh-man it was HOT. I am not very good in the heat!
We stayed in The Gentleman’s – Bruny Island that night and thankfully the weather did cool down in the evening. Poppy slept all night too which was a relief, as she hasn’t been away on the boat since Easter last year.
The next day we went for a beautiful swim at Conningham and then met up with Nick’s parents. In the afternoon we caught up with James, Leesa, Meg and Emily and stayed at Missionary Bay.
Yesterday we had a lovely day at our favourite spot – Little Fancy Bay. Sublime!






I have been really excited about Jo Jo’s Hens Day as it has been an occasion I have been looking forward to, since the depths of winter.
I have known Jo for many years now and I actually met her through her fiancé, Ben who has been a good friend of mine for a long time. She is such a fabulous woman! A woman who loves adventures, the outdoors and quirky fashion. I am so happy for her and Ben and it was wonderful to help celebrate her Hen’s Day.
I love the lead up to a Hen’s Day … the numerous emails flinging between the bridesmaids and the group of women to share in such special occasions. Sophie sent many comprehensive emails with details about the location, directions, food, what we needed to bring (a wig and crazy sunglasses) and so on. I also enjoy coming together with a group of women that you don’t necessarily know to celebrate a mutual friend’s impending marriage.
I spent more time in Melbourne before heading up to Healesville. I had my favourite Avocado Bruschetta at The Journal Cafe in Flinders Lane (I have tried making this at home, but just can’t get it right)! I then picked up Neeta in Richmond and we drove to Healesville, chatting all the way (we actually did get a little lost, but finally made it). The day was held at a beautiful family property, a house rich with history and fond memories.






I will let the photos speak for themselves, as the experience is very difficult to articulate. The food, the women, the location, the games, seeing old friends, acquainting with new ones and celebrating Jo’s special day. Xx















