makar [ˈmækər]
n (Literature / Poetry) Scot a creative artist, esp a poet
[a Scot variant of maker]

Friday, April 29, 2011

When I was a little girl (about 5 or 6), I wrote (with the help of my mum) to Princess Diana to see if her William would like to come and play with my little brother, William, who happens to be only a few weeks apart in age. The invitation was, of course, politely declined, but I still have that letter tucked away somewhere.

Anyway, we just watched the royal wedding, while eating fish and chips. You can take the girl out of England, but...well, I like a wedding. Good luck to you Will and Kate. Now begins the hard work...

Meanwhile, my three-year old noticed that the floor of Westminster Abbey looks just like our bathroom floor. She's not taken in by the fairytale!

Wednesday, April 27, 2011


There's a cold, gusty wind blowing in through the dodgy, old louvres at the back of our house. I'm wearing my very tatty ugg boots, and the kids are tucked up in bed in their snuggle-suits. The summer is most definitely OVER, so I thought now would be a good time to remind myself of all the things I love about the winter. That way in a month's time, when I'm miserable, I can look back at this list and hopefully feel a little less glum...

Winter clothes - snuggly soft knits, boots, tights, all in gorgeous dark colours that hide a multitude of sins. Simple summer dresses are great, but my heart belongs to the layered look!

Slow cooking - letting something bubble away in the oven for 3 or more hours warms up the house, makes everything smell wonderful, and then tastes delicious.

A wood-burning fire - mesmerising and beautiful, reminds me of being a child, and always makes a place feel like home.

Tea and Coffee - suddenly seem a lot more sensible and not just a means of topping up my caffeine levels.

Bed - there's nothing like the deep, dense sleep you have when curled up under a duvet and a blanket. The downside is how hard it is to get out of bed in the morning!

Stormy skies - I have to admit after months of perfect blue expanses, it is quite exciting to see something a bit more dramatic and a little less predictable.

Rain on the roof - lying in bed, listening and knowing you are safe from the elements, feels so very good.

Hmm, I think that's enough for now. More to follow...

Monday, April 18, 2011

It must be something to do with this time of year (finally it's cool enough to think!), but I've been a bit restless of late, wondering about what to do with my life and pondering whether to take on some study. Deep down, I know I don't really have the time yet, and while the idea of learning new things and engaging my intellect appeals, the prospect of essays, deadlines, and gulp, exams, doesn't. Anyway, I've decided rather than sign myself up to getting seriously stressed and even more out of control, I'm going to construct my own required-reading list. For someone who studied literature at university for four years, there are some huge, gaping, and somewhat embarrassing holes in my reading. I hope this list will help to rectify that. So, first up is Brighton Rock by Graham Greene, which is actually a bit of a cheat because it's also my book-group's choice next month. Still, I'm all for multitasking.

Did I mention there's a new film adaptation due out? Looks good... I think a trip to the cinema might form part of the syllabus.

Sunday, April 17, 2011

A friend of mine has a theory that if you've got something to do, you should work out how long it's going to take you and then times it by three. That way you have some chance of achieving it in the time set aside. If you factor in two small "helpers", you should probably times it by at least a hundred...Oh for a longer weekend!

Friday, April 15, 2011

{this moment}

{this moment} - A Friday ritual. A single photo - no words - capturing a moment from the week. A simple, special, extraordinary moment. A moment I want to pause, savor and remember.

Inspired by Soulemama

Monday, April 11, 2011

A little over a year ago, we somehow managed to scrape together enough deposit to buy our first house. There are lots of great things about owning your own home and a few less good (gardening anxiety, home improvement stress, not being able to up and leave every time we get itchy-feet), but one thing I do really love is being able to do crazy, spontaneous things, like paint a tree on the wall. It's looking a little autumnal at the moment, but we're going to add an owl and some birds, a few butterflies, and maybe some flowers. Yes, it's very nice not having to face the wrath of the rental agent, just a rather bemused expression from my other half. You'd think he'd be used to me by now...

Thursday, April 7, 2011

Rain glorious rain!

Today we had our first rain in months and months. It was bliss after such a long, hot, summer. Unperturbed by the wet, we took a long walk, jumped in puddles and got caught in a few downpours. We gazed in awe at the enormous rainbow over our house, as it seemed to get brighter and more vivid before our very eyes. Then, we settled down to a serious play-dough session. Could play-dough be the best "toy" ever? It can keep my two amused for hours and hours!

Wednesday, April 6, 2011

What I've been reading lately...

The Help by Kathryn Stockett
Brilliant and enthralling, it was universally loved at my bookgroup. A great story about female friendship, offering real insight into the lives of black woman in 1960s Mississippi.

Home Truth by Carmel Bird
Fascinating musings, from a selection of writers, on the notion of "home", something I'm exploring for my second novel. Loved the talk she chaired at the Perth Writers Festival, and that her intro begins with a quotation from the movie, E.T.

Love Falls by Esther Freud
Ever since I read Hideous Kinky, I've loved Ms Freud's gorgeous, dreamy prose. Set in sunsoaked Italy, this is definitely one to get lost in. Hmm, pure escapism is just what I need right now...

My daughter asked me to spell 'damn it" to her today. This is good because she is only 3 and a few months, and is completely obsessed with letters, writing, and reading, but doesn't exactly reflect well on my attempts at not swearing . Oh sugarlumps!!! Must try harder.

Friday, April 1, 2011

{this moment}

{this moment} - A Friday ritual. A single photo - no words - capturing a moment from the week. A simple, special, extraordinary moment. A moment I want to pause, savor and remember.

Inspired by Soulemama

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