Week 27 – Christmas is coming only a month until the jolly old guy in the red suit visits. Do you have a special Christmas memory or tradition that you would like to record for your family? For me, two Christmas memories stand out, The Christmas I was given my favourite doll, she was called Joanne she was a walking doll and as tall as me. I loved her dearly. I still have her. She lives wrapped up in an oil cloth on the top of the wardrobe in the family home where my son now resides. She is worse for wear but I can’t part with her. I remember the huge box all wrapped up and tearing the paper off and being confronted with this enormous doll. I fell in love with her, She was a present from my grandparents. My second best Christmas memory is 1970 when my daughter was 6 months old. Her first Christmas. What a joy that was and a story for another time.





Growing food at home …..The modern trend to grow your own food is not new. During both wars, Australians were encouraged to grow for Victory.

Who grows their own food or keeps their own chooks?  Do you have memories of growing up with home grown veggies and fruit  and lots of preserves? Was it your Mum or your Nana who bottled goodies? Did you have a chook pen or grow up on a farm property? Share your memories….

1945 ‘Grow your own citrus fruits now’, The Australian Women’s Weekly (1933 – 1982), 22 September, p. 41. , viewed 17 Nov 2016, http://nla.gov.au/nla.news-article47246621


I have memories of both sets of  my grandparents, post- war  with their veggie gardens and  fruit trees. I used to love helping them harvest their goodies.  Especially my paternal grandmother, who also grew herbs and  there is an association of sense of smell that can take me straight back to that backyard.  There were what seemed to me enormous fruit trees, in the yard, luscious apricots, and apples crisp and red, with tart granny smiths to be bottled up for later when the season had ended. Strawberries feature strongly in my memories as do blackberries.

In the 1950s my parents grew tomatoes and beans and peas with other staples. My mother-in -law  kept chooks and my father-in-law was a master a grafting and  he would have trees that grew almonds and walnuts, lemons and mandarins. Mum always had such a glut of apples that she would make apple sauce, stewed apples,  baked apples I never went home after a visit without several jars of preserves.

Thinking about this a thought has just popped into my head, perhaps this is one of the reasons we pay a premium price for Truss tomatoes. One smell and you are back standing in a garden with freshly harvested food.

Now days sadly for many people, we have become too accustomed to having what we want, when we want it, without a lot of effort.  As a result, we go to the supermarket and  we buy force grown fruit and veggies to have them out of season, or they are pumped with gas and kept in cold storage, or even worse we import fresh produce from overseas.

As I grow older I yearn for those simpler times.  There have been a lot of positive advances but in some ways, I feel  we have lost sight of some of the important values. We have so many labour saving machines and aids but we are busier than ever before and have less time for self and  family.  It seems in our overpowering urge to embrace all things modern we may have lost both the baby and the bath water along the way.



Challenge Week 25 Dinner Sets. I am back. Here we go again. What can you write about a dinner set or a favourite piece of crockery?

I looked at my cupboards and looked at the melamine and expensive junk I had accumulated. Then like a hidden treasure, a flash of gold caught my eye. My grandmother’s dinner set. Royal Doulton missing a few pieces but perfect to use. The memories flooded over me. Family card nights at Nana’s on a Friday. Nana serving the grandchildren dinner on her good dishes. I remember my mother saying to her that we would break them. My Nana replied, if we learned early to appreciate good things and treat them with respect we will always enjoy having good things around us. If a piece is broken so be it. It is only a possession at the end of the day.

Now my Nan was Primitive Methodist but that was a truly zen statement. So Nan thankyou. I have taken them out and washed them and they are sitting waiting for the next meal. Every time I eat, I will be reminded of the good times and that there is no point in saving things for good. Make now the good times.

I feel  like a grown up again. Kitchen cupboards liberated all plastic and multiple items banished. We will breakfast and lunch from our 1970s retro set and the evening repast will be served on our 1930s Royal Doulton dinnerware. What was I saving it for ..oh and don’t forget the cake forks and 1960s Rodd cutlery set…


Week 24 Challenge – Travel

Week 24 Challenge – Travel

Week 24 Challenge Travel . Do you have a favourite travel story that you would like to share? Or do you have a family story around travel? In my family there is a family legend that my great great grandmother travelled from Sydney to Kerang on the Murray in a group with other families and that all the children travelled in the rear of the caravan of wagons out of earshot of the adults. Family History research shows this to be untrue but it is strange how these stories come into being and we are left wondering how they started and if there is any truth in them at all.


WEEK 23 CHALLENGE – we are making progress This week something I hope you will have fun with this. Take a photo on your phone of the room you are in or a favourite room. Explore the room as if you’re seeing it for the first time. Pretend you know nothing. What do you see? Who is the person who lives there?vintage-boys-room

You can really play around with this one ….See yourself in a different light…how does that compare with how you think about yourself


Challenge Week 22 – Movies.

Challenge Week 22 .

What was the first movie you remember seeing? Was it at the pictures or at the drive in or on TV? That opens the door for a lot of memories.

The first movie I remember seeing was Fantasia in the mid-1950s . It was filled with such wonderful music and I think it was at the Metro Bourke Street, Melbourne.Micky.jpg

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=SLCuL-K39eQ    click to listen to the one and only Night on Bald Mountain.

I loved the dancing crocodiles and the  hippopotamus it was a marvelous introduction to classical music.  I was scared witless part of the time and thoroughly entranced the rest of the time.

Going to the movies in those days was quite an adventure. All dressed up in best clothes and lunch in town at Myer Cafeteria before the matinee session. It was an experience which  helped turn this writer into a lover of the cinema and live theatre.

Week 21 Challenge…WOW

Week 21 Challenge…WOW

WEEK 21  Challenge  … What makes you stop and go WOW!

  • Is it a spider’s web sprinkled with dew like diamonds?
  • Is it seeing new life come into the world?
  • Is it being creative?
  • Is it watching your kids achieve?
  • Is it watching your team win?

Have fun with this one

Remember you can opt in or out of the challenge at any time – no fee to take part – how and what you write is up to you

Silky web spun soft and light 
Perfection in every point 
Images reflected dull and bright 
Diamonds not of coal but water
Ethereal in design spun at night
Ribbons of steel trap the unwary  

Wound around in circles slender
Enter here and fight for your life  
Bound around the twigs at every height
Surprise at the spider's strength and slight