Bits and pieces
by Bonnie Pockley
In the countdown to Midsummer’s Eve, summer itself has finally arrived in the form of a hot slap to both cheeks. At 41 degrees it is both welcome and detested – a delayed season finally arriving in its full uncompromising force after a along period of wet weather and chilly mornings. This week has been a very special one with the arrival of a dear friend’s second son – Franklin – and the twins have finished up at daycare for the year, bringing home drawings and ornaments and gifts to mark the occasion. It is, of course, a busy time of year. People have less time to talk on the street and so much is simply delegated to the New Year. On a personal level, I’m feeling pretty content but cannot wait to have a bit more time with Hame once the school term ends and to have a few spare evenings for idle French film watching and the occasional glass of good red wine.
Also this week: We’ve been buying mangos by the box, Fleur Wood outfits for the bambini are in the post, I had to sign an ‘incident report’ between the twins at childcare and the vegie garden is exploding.
Also hotter than hot? This…