Welcome to the sometimes painful, often preposterous, essentially playful world of the woman who brought you 'The Grass Was Always Browner' -- a tell-all memoir of my Sydney-based childhood, originally titled 'Dancing with Dingoes'. There's some dancing in it.
Tuesday, December 31, 2013
A few choice pictures from the last week of 2013, on the last day of the year...
The last of the very berry chocolates from the House of Chocolates sent to the family for Christmas from my sister in Oz. Thank you B! A sweet present indeed.
Franklin Road lights and entertainment, Christmas Eve
Christmas morning: a tree overrun
Giving back - to some surprisingly hungry quack-quacks,
the left-over bread from the Christmas stuffing
Breaking Bad and laughing long. Xmas: it's all for the (big) kids!
(except for the chocolate)