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Reality Blues

Christmas is gone. The tree is away. The smell of gingerbread is no longer lingering in my kitchen. New Years celebrations have been had. There is no champagne in my fridge. Sensible clothes are laid out for tomorrow. The reality blues have hit me hard this year. My holidays finished today, tomorrow I am back … Continue reading

Weekend Wind Up… Ukulele Lady

On Sunday, The Designer, My Mum and I went to a ukulele lesson. My Mum was a flight attendant in the 70s and Hawai’i is her destination of choice, and she’s always wanted to learn how to play the ukulele. After a recent trip in Waikiki where she learnt to surf (yep, My Mum learnt … Continue reading