whistling ninjakitty

Yes, it’s true, we successfully surmounted anniversary nombre eight – small appliances. However, it would seem that waffle technology has not quite caught on at David Jones’ department store, so we went camping instead. ‘relia booked us an overnight at one of the ultra-cozy cottages in Deep Creek National Park. We stayed in Goondoolo Cottage, + it has everything, including a better equipped kitchen than here at home.

We pulled everything out of the Been + tossed it into the cottage (oohing + ahhing at all the room + decor), then Miss 28 Weeks Along demanded some Awesome Hike Action, so we donned our stompin’ shoes + set off for Blowhole Beach (marked “hard” on the bushwalking guide, mostly for steepness I think). We made it about two-thirds the way along to where a convenient bench was waiting for us. It provided an excellent vantage point to watch the 4wheel drives crawl along the 4wheel drive track down to a carpark for those too slack to hike down to Blowhole, while a posse of Western Greys made their way up + over the hill.

Beyond the sandy beach + across the Backstairs Passage we had a good view of Kangaroo Island – if you look really close at the panorama up top, you can see it atop the water. . . + on the other side is a wee orangey Reya! That’s right, squint! I tried to stay a ways back in case she came rolling back down. Back at the top a few more roos were picnicking at the side of the path, seeming rather unconcerned about us. Very nice.

Knackered + ready to get out of the wind, it’s cup tea time back at the cottage. The birds have taken over outside – a handful of crimson rosellas, a few noisy magpies, honeyeaters by the dozen sweeping around. We watched them through the cottage’s huge picture windows while the sun set. As it got dark, ‘relia started a fire

+ the little combustion heater kept us toasy while the wind blustered about outside. Light supper + a bit of reading from my Big Book O’ Murder Mystery, as well as all the beverages + raspberry muffin to share. Plenty of smooching too, you would hardly believe we’ve been married so long

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Brian and I are taking some giant leaps in the Grown Up department at the moment. Following the revelation that we are soon to be “Parental Units” as January would say, my dear Mum has made it clear that it would really be a good idea to get ourselves a Mortgage while we are at it. She’s right, of course – even my Dad agrees; and the US Gramma (aka Dawn) has performed a Happy Dance at the idea.

We are looking for something in need of considerable TLC, but with “good bones”, as Mum would say.

Here’s where you come in. I want you all to visualise – with as much clarity and conviction as possible – a cosy guest bedroom in a little house by the beach where you will stay when you come and visit us. Will you do that for me?

Maybe you remember me saying back in October of last year that I was interviewed for a magazine article? The interview was published in a glossy local magazine called Adelaide Annual 07. There were lots of famous and tres chic mucky-mucks in it… and me! The article was one of three about Mentorships organised by the Helpmann Academy. I was lucky enough to be selected for a mentorship experience with artist Mark Kimber. We were both interviewed separately, and then prettied up for a photoshoot. The photographer responsible for all of the beautiful images in the magazine – the lovely Jacqui Way – has said I might put one of the images from our photoshoot on this li’l weblog.
This isn’t the image that made it into the magazine – in that one Mark Kimber and I look so sharp we might cut you!

It was most unusual being on the other side of the camera, but Jacqui made it a fun and relaxed experience… you can’t tell, but there’s a wee baby in that tummy!