2015 Blog Reflection

At the beginning of last year I came up with a you beaut Blog Plan for 2015.  As we’re a week shy of February I thought I’d take a look at the gaps between the plan and what really happened. Between a memoir post on Mondays, something work-related on Wednesdays and a Sunday post in response to a…

The Games We Played

At this point in my education school was about besting personal scores in a range of playground games and get involved in the hum of recess activities.  The games we played required neither electricity nor batteries,  just wide open spaces, and a few basic props. At the beginning of every term my mother packed school uniforms,…

Share Your World: Week 3

So this is Week 3 of Cee’s blog challenge called Share Your Week and here are my responses to her questions (in bold). What is your favorite piece of art? (it doesn’t have to be famous) Choosing one piece of art is difficult because of the different mediums in which artists create.  Each time I…

Alphabet: Weekly Photo Challenge

This week, let the alphabet be your inspiration: find a string of letters. Try a multi-photo gallery to collect images of single characters. Find some beautiful typography, or look for letters hidden in natural forms. I’m excited to see your ABCs! When I come across a new piece of street art in our city I…

It’s A New Day After All

Today is a new day and I survived yesterday – when it was 44 degrees Celsius (111.2 Fahrenheit).  Yep, I know, totally unnecessary hey.  At the end of the work day when I dragged my worn out and withered body through the front door my only thought was shoot me now. Next I did was any self-respecting…

Chad

The last time I wrote about Chad it was July when one side of his face had swollen from an infected tooth.  We managed to fit him in between appointments with a dentist the following day but Chad forgot.  The infection must have cleared as he has not complained of pain since although there has been plenty…

Music and Drama

My love of music and drama were nurtured and encouraged at home initially and when I attended St Andrews school the curriculum carried my interest forward.  The gramophone in its lacquered cabinet held pride of place in the lounge at home and it was a rare day that it was not used, if not by…