This....

...just squeezed through a gap in my office floor.
I sent a photo to a friend and this message came in response...

"Oh my, haha. Last night I shared my bed with a goat moth. I felt it flapping around my inner thighs before I jumped jumped a metre high out of my bed shouting obscene things at the top of my lungs. The moth wasn't overly fazed, I guess it just wanted to chew a hole in my knickers... Which I suppose is quite a normal thing for a moth to want to do...."

I also sent the same image to my ex-certain someone. His response was

"you should kiss it"

I responded

"I tried that with you and look where it got me"

He countered

"I'm not a prince. That's where you went wrong"

No Kidding.

I think it's an omen

My place and yours : through the front door

Not a lot goes on through my front door. It's almost never used as it doesn't go, well, anywhere really...

...just down this path....

...to this view.

Today I will be using my front door instead of hopping over the cattle grid, and taking a stroll across the paddock for a swim in the deep, clear, cool dam. Wonderful! And to think... I used to love living in the city! Bah!

I LOVE this time of year

I know, perhaps it's a little on the warm side, but there is just something about being able to wander down to the creek,

cook up some bangers. Invite over some friends,

And while away the evening in the comfort of your own back yard.

We are sooooo lucky!

My Creative Space

....has been displaying Foxs Lane T-shirts at Dear Prudence

Screen printed duckies,

anchors

and my personal passion, the caravan!

Don't they look wonderful!?

Guess..

... where I will be today?

I'm holding the fort at Dear Prudence! Pop in to see me up the hill on Sturt St if you are in Ballarat!

I have done it!

You can follow my journey from Zero to Hero on my new blog 'Slam-a-lam!'. In conjunction with Thaw magazine, I will be logging my 'Fresh Meat' experience from Go to Wow-Wow-Wow! Its been a blast already and with 7 more weeks, I just can't control my excitement! See you there!

In times of trouble

I have just had a moment of panic.
As most of Victoria is doing right now I'm thinking about my fire plan. Generally it goes thus....
Scenario 1. ;receive text message from government warning of high fire danger in bush areas. Pack car, keep dog nearby, log on to the CFA website and tune to the ABC.
Scenario 2: Smell of smoke in the air. call Mrs Bomphrey. Local gossip queen and CFA co-ordinator.
I was just lounging around, performing my nightly crossword routine (how rock n roll is that!) when I heard sirens coming over the hill. It's strange but I am still so 'city' born and bred that it took me a moment to realise the abnormality of that in this tiny country hamlet. As couple of fire trucks whooshed past my house and the scent of smoke wafted through the open door I felt a real sense of panic.
My road leads nowhere but into the bush to several one horse communities like mine.
It's after 11 at night but as I began to switch on the computer, look for the dog and turn on the radio i typed out a message to the Mighty Mrs B.
"sirens at home"
Less then thirty seconds later I received the most magical response
"fire in Barkstead, under control, Troy there"
Good lordy me. There is still no mention on the CFA website, or ABC radio, but I know that the car doesn't need packing, the dog can carry on barking at possums and I can get back to my crossword safe in the knowledge that Troy has it under control!