Hot cross buns, hot cross buns. One a penny, two a penny, hot cross buns. If you have no daughters, give them to your sons. One a penny, two a penny. Hot cross buns! I now have that tune going round my head, played in a squeaky tone on a brown plastic recorder. With only … Continue reading One a penny, two a penny…
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Creativity is in her genes…
Well, yes, given the artistic background she comes from, but for this egg it's actually ON her jeans! Over the years Katie has spent a lot of time vandalising graffitiing decorating anything that didn't run away fast enough. Books, clothes and even her curtains. This egg, painted in 2010, was taken from a pair of her … Continue reading Creativity is in her genes…
Eggstreme relief, saved on an egg
My Easter egg this year has a lot of eggstra special meaning for me. My daughter, Maddie, was diagnosed last year with a vestibular schwannoma, also known as an acoustic neuroma. The wikipedia explanation for that is 'A vestibular schwannoma (VS) is a benign primary intracranial tumor of the myelin-forming cells of the vestibulocochlear nerve (8th cranial nerve).' In lay terms, it's a benign … Continue reading Eggstreme relief, saved on an egg
Beetle baby…
My baby just turned 21. She's so old. I'M so old! Where did all those years go? Way back in the beginning, for her first Easter, I painted her an egg, just like I'd done for all her brothers and sisters before her. My baby eggs. Each design was chosen for a reason, some connection … Continue reading Beetle baby…
“Stuffed to its brim with herring…”
Back in 2005, my husband Neill, uber-geek that he is, volunteered to help organise Canberra's hosting of linux.conf.au 2005, Australia's national conference for open source software - back before open source was quite as trendy as it is now! I got roped in to help out with some of the artwork, mainly coming up with weird … Continue reading “Stuffed to its brim with herring…”
A wonderful discovery…
In January 2012 my sister Robyn kindly decided to have a spot of major surgery, which meant I was forced (arm twisted behind back!) to travel to Switzerland to help look after her while she recovered. Her awesome and amazing friend Vicki helped pave the way, and off we went together. My sister kept apologising … Continue reading A wonderful discovery…