Look What I Have Found!

Don't worry, no more 'Australia'

I have been up since a loo break at 4.30 (ahhhhhhh!) looking on the web for crystals for my new angel charms and popped onto Folksy for a look.

I am on there too and I like to watch and learn.

I found this absolutely fabulous brooch made by Posh Plushies. I have done some fine stitching in my time and so appreciate the work that has gone into this lovely brooch. The other items she has are just as beautiful and make me want to reach for my PayPal button. In fact I may just do that as it is Winter in Oz and this would look great on my daughter's black coat......whoops, sorry said I would not mention Australia!

Please go over and have a look at www.folksy.com/shops/poshplushies

Manly Beach

Yes I am still in Australian mode! Although I am settled back I thought I would share with you a photograph I took of my daughter and grandaughter. Alice was entranced by the waves and stayed still for a long time watching the sea and the surfers. Her dad is a very able surfer and Life Saver and we are all hoping she will share his love of the water.

Anyway, back now to the washing machine.

Will someone say, 'Jean, stop dreaming of Manly and get on and make some jewellery for the craft fair on June 20th' Thank you!!

This is Alice sitting patiently having her feet measured by a girl from Midlands (England!!) in one of Sydneys department stores. At 18 months she is always on the go but sat still beautifully and then ran around manically as requested by the assistant. Such a good girl.

I am safe and sound at home now and as promised I am not suffering from Jet Lag..I am TIRED but 'sardine cans' do that to a person.

I did not sleep very much on the flight but saw a lot of films, one starring Peter O'Toole. The story was about a buttoned up family who had lost a son in the Boer War and the father had never grieved for him. They meet a Dean who when he drank a particular liquer imagines himself to be the reincarted dog who happened to belong to the Peter O'Toole character. It started off a little bit weird and slowly developed into a lovely film and almost had me in tears when the father finally broke down over the loss of his beloved son. Well worth the watch. Can not remember the film name but it was a New Zealand production.

Funny the details that stick.

Anyway, I am off to unpack now and then back to the office for 1.00 start. Sydney suddenly seems a very long way off. Sad, but as my son says, 'Mum, it is what it is' He is a very nice chap but realistic, unlike his Mother.

p.s. It bugged me that I could not remember the name of that film so I googled it: "Dean Spanley" is the name. Well worth taking the time to look up the name as I now feel great! I love Google.