What do you remember about your childhood? One of my first memories is sitting on a wooden stair case, with open space below, in a lush environment and Dad grating fresh coconut to eat with weetbix and honey. :-) It was delicious. The Solomon Islands was always where I learnt to love papaya so incredibly [...]
I just got back from a really nice dinner at a French restaurant in my neighbourhood with my parents who are visiting my city for the next few days. It makes me feel like it is the weekend already, to go out and eat nice food and drink nice wine, hehe. On a Wednesday (I [...]
Speaking of world music, I was inspired to find the artist who is responsible for this amazing song on the weekend: Daara J. I found their song on one of the So Frenchy So Chic compilations and have always loved it. I really like their whole album - Boomerang, released in 2003. What did they [...]
There is something so comfortable about returning to Melbourne after a weekend in Sydney. I feel like someone just wrapped a blanket a bit tighter around me. It is such a nice place and the traffic moves and I get a little rush every time I arrive here after being away. That is how I [...]
I have to keep moving today or the premenstrual sadness will consume me. I am back in Surry Hills today. It is bringing up a lot of memories from when I was off my head. It has changed quite a bit, I have to say. It is gentrified. You need a hostess to seat you [...]
Oh Sydney, how I love you. You are so vibrant and lush and amazing. Breeze, boats and beaches. I know that I am in Sydney because I have walked 19,934 steps today. Hehe. I always walk more in the city, but I am pretty sure that is a record in one day! There are so [...]
I just want to cry and cry. Premenstrual in my 40s on holidays. No fun. Sydney is a beautiful place. The breeze, the boats, the beach. It seems lusher and greener than Melbourne . Sweet frangipani scent. Nice to visit :-)
It feels quite festive this afternoon. Even though the streets are absolutely dead, and I don't support horse racing, for the cruelty factor. Melbourne Cup. Perhaps it is the start of the festive season.