Hello peeps!
Well yesterday was Phoebe's birthday as many of you will know. Here's a few pics as promised.
She was awake at 5.30am of course, and rather sneakily I'd fallen asleep in the spare room, so I had a lie in until she was un-containable at around 7am.
So, here she is opening some of her doll's house stuff from Gilly, Bill and Holly,
...her dress from Gannie and Grandpa,
one of the shirts from Molly....
and an outfit from Joe, Sarah, Sam and Eddie.
Later, as if she hadn't had enough, we went off to the shops to buy some stuff with the money that Carlene had given her. She bought this hat, some sunnies and a little handbag, all coordinated with her blue stripey dress and shoes from Joe and Sarah.
Here's Phoebe showing us how it's done...
Matilda couldn't figure it out....
we thought she should try... but she didn't get it as you can see!
Nor (really) did Daile....
so... I felt I just HAD to show them how you're supposed to do it! I'm the best at it don't you think?
Been speaking to Molly this week about her first week at Falmouth Art College. Woohoo!
She's going well, and has been stacked up with lots of really interesting sounding tasks. The people in her shared house are apparently good value too, so that's a bonus. We really miss Molly and Josh. Phoebe's been in training for 'Australia's got talent' and she's been practicing with some of Molly's songs that we've got on our computer, plus one called 'broken record' that she put onto myspace a few years ago.
Thought you might like to see some stuff that I cut out fairly recently. Some stuff for a lovely bloke that makes accordions and banjos and some chairs/stools/tables that slot together for a Japanese architectural company in the West End. This was one of three 8' x 4' sheets worth.
An enigmatic pic of the Feeb...
an embarrassed one of the Tild holding her robotics trophy...
...note she's wearing her 'escape from the wilderness' home made parachute chord bracelet. This is stuff we had specially flown over from Perth!
Since then of course, she's broken her arm (see pics above) falling off the rope bridge from the tree house to the platform on an adjacent tree. She's never fallen off anything before, so I'm under some moral pressure about the bridge... I personally reckon that you've got to let kids fall off stuff, trip up, bloody up now and again, to learn.
It's starting to be a bit hotter now and the flies are coming here and there... so I've dug out my new tennis racket fly swatter. I had one of these in the UK but get this... it was confiscated at customs on the way in. We were all bemused. Presumably it was because they thought the dead flies would be carrying mad cow disease or something. Did I ever mention that I went to give some blood last year? I was walking down the street in central Brisbane and I saw a sign for it, so I thought I would you know... public spirited person that I am. They gave me a form, i filled it in and handed it over, to be told very curtly that they didn't want MY blood! I asked why, indignantly, to be told it was because I was British! I ask you! Bloody convicts! Ha ha. Seriously though, it was because of mad cow! Makes you wonder doesn't it!
Anyway, this one's better, it's got a torch on it?!
Daile's not here... she's at work. Always at work these days. Poor girl. Don't know how she's keeping going.
