Re post from our sister blog ..
Our little cottage is an original post WWII house, complete with timber frames, skinny jarrah floors and asbestos walls. At the end of WWII, the Government found themselves in somewhat of a housing crisis here in Western Australia, with the Doubleview northern corridor being one of the suburbs selected to build homes for our returning soldiers.
Originally, our cottage was on the front of a full sized block, however, at some point, a developer bought two blocks of land side by side, picked up our lady, popped her at the back of one and developed the other, making our original 1948 home unique to its rear location.
I love that in the last 69 years she has seen so much, she homed a returning war hero and his family, she has raised families, listened to children squealing, laughing and their tears, homed moments of sorrow and joy and of course, been a drug house before we rescued her. Continue reading
I am a self proclaimed wedding queen.
I’ve got two under my own belt, had the absolute pleasure of being a bridesmaid 7 times, have been to over 20 weddings as a guest and have planned and/or styled countless weddings for clients over the years.
As I said, self proclaimed queen.
My favourite moment is when I meet my bride at her car, she is always smiling nervously, overcome with the enormity of emotions. Some chatter, some are quiet, all are breathtaking in their glow of anticipation. Continue reading
When I entered the third trimester, a panic set in, where you realise the baby is coming, sooner rather than later, and perhaps you should buy a few bits and bobs and make a room habitable for a small human.
I suggested to the husband that it was time to build in some walls and turn the somewhat open study into a cosy nursery for our wee man. So,
we .. the husband .. got out the carpenter belt and started demolishing and rebuilding. Click to squiz more on this post
Jill of all trades.. Master of none (except maybe the gift of the gab, applying mascara & some fairly OCD organisation skills)
A 1978 baby, Libran, lover of all things pink, Fleetwood Mac & partial to a glass or 5 of a lovely red wine, I am an Australian girl with some Scottish blood thrown in for a stubborn streak. I’m obsessed with warm weather and truly start to wilt by mid winter each year. Click to squiz more of this post