Showing posts from June, 2013

Hungry Caterpillar

Not only do I have extremely clever and creative daughters-in-law, but I also apparently have a couple of rising literary geniuses in the family (must be in the genes!). Last weekend it was We're going on a bear hunt while this weekend it was The hungry caterpillar. What child hasn't enjoyed a diet of at least one of these classic books?

The Most Adorable Granddaughter in the World#4 is no exception. And what better way to celebrate turning two than with a caterpillar cake and some of the people who love her most in the world!

I wonder what will be next?

Peter Rabbit is a possibility, or Babe, or even The Railway Children.

But I can't wait for the day someone decides to do a floury recreation of Sense and Sensibility or Jane Eyre!


You sometimes hear of home owners uncovering a hidden treasure when renovating their home. Perhaps not money (although that could happen) but walls lined with newspaper that turn out to be worth money on today's market, boarded up rooms, hidden staircases, or even a secret room or tunnel (if you're fortunate enough to own a thirteenth century castle).

Alas, our surprises have been of the nasty kind: rotting floorboards and missing structural elements that leave us wondering how the house has remained standing this long and withstood some bone-rattling earthquakes.

But yesterday, while sorting through tongue and groove panelling that had once graced the walls of what we think was at one time the kitchen - and is soon to grace the walls of our second bathroom - DH made a slightly exciting discovery.

On the back of a piece of timber was a name and a date: 20/10/13. That's 1913 not 2013!

Why did someone write their name and date it and then hide it in the walls of the house? W…


As usual, I'm lagging behind everyone else and late catching onto a craze. First, it was socks. After everyone else's obsession has begun to wane, I suddenly jumped in and discovered a new obsessive hobby.

Then it was top-down knitting. I started with a cardigan for The Most Adorable Granddaughter#5, loved it so much, that I did one for  The Most Adorable Granddaughter#4, then one for myself, then one each for The Most Adorable Granddaughters#1-3.

Now, it's baktus. (I wonder if the plural is bakti???). From what I understand, a baktus is a triangular shaped scarf that can also double as a mini-shawl. They can be knit in any weight yarn, although sock weight/4ply seems to be the most popular.

I fell into the baktus craze quite by accident. I had one skein of sock yarn that had already begun life as a pair of socks, but I was so over socks and decided to look for another project. I certainly didn't expect the response when I searched for a pattern using just one skein of…

Bear Hunt

Today is The Most Adorable Granddaughter in the World#2's birthday. Yesterday we celebrated.

Friday afternoon, DIL#1 rang to ask the order of  "We're going on a bear hunt". This has got to be The Most Adorable Granddaughter#2's favourite story. I've read it to her countless times, listened to her recite it to me, and am, after all, an early childhood teacher.

But I almost missed out mud.

This wouldn't do. The Most Adorable Granddaughter#2 would know if we got it wrong.

Guess what? As she looked at her birthday cake and started reciting the story she went:

grass ...

river ...

forest ...

snowstorm ...


That's right! She forgot mud!

Oh well. The cake was yummy (and there was even a flour-less cake section) and I had all my family around me for a few hours. Bliss!


I was all set to write a cheery post this past weekend. The Most Adorable Granddaughters came to stay and I took photos to share and kept a note of all their cute sayings. And then ... on Sunday we heard of yet another marriage breakdown and I wanted to weep.

I've gone on and on about this before and so I don't want to labour the point again. But if some of the most precious and living treasures on earth were being destroyed at an every increasing and alarming rate before your very eyes and you felt helpless to stop it, how would you feel?

That's how I feel every time I hear of yet another marriage breaking down. It hurts me on a deep level and I know it must hurt God even more. This isn't His plan and He certainly doesn't want to see us go through the heartbreak that ensues when a marriage ends.

I can't explain why it hurts me so deeply - especially those times when I wasn't particularly close to the couple - but it does. Perhaps it's because having co…

Queen's Birthday Weekend

It's a sign of our British Heritage that we still celebrate and honour the Queen's birthday and maintain a degree of loyalty to the Crown (and I suspect most of us still feel some loyalty, 'though perhaps less than our grandparents did in their day), and I don't hear too many complaining that we get a Statutory Holiday out of it.

On Saturday I had the pleasure of DIL#2 and The Most Adorable Granddaughters#4 and #5 coming around for a visit. The Most Adorable Granddaughter#4 has developed quite a taste for sandwiches, which she calls "toast". After consuming a piece of "toast" with honey and also a cornmeal pancake with honey, she assisted me in making ANZAC biscuits for afternoon tea. DH reminded me that it wasn't ANZAC Day but Queen's Birthday Weekend but ANZAC biscuits have something of patriotism and loyalty to one's roots implicit in their very name and seemed appropriate. Besides, they taste yummy too.

The Most Adorable Granddaughte…