Haircuts

Jack got a long overdue haircut at the newish hipster barbers in town called Paper Street. It's pretty cool (though disappointingly no one was sporting an ironic bun). Jack got the excecutive contour which makes him look soooo grown up. Sam, well he's still waiting for his new do. Curly or curly (or mr curly)?

Swimming lessons

Jack's lessons were in Coolamon this year which was lovely for a change. If only Ajanta cafe was open all week.

Nelsonmas!

Yes I know Christmas seems like an awfully long time ago but I still thought I'd share some picks. Jack's already written his santa letter. He was worried he go his letter in too late which explained why his santa sack was not quite as chockers as Scarlett's.How did I not get any photos of Jack and Scarlett together?

A long break between drinks!

Goodness! It's been awhile. We've been tres busy what with the Nelsonmas Festivus and that whole January thing.Clearly no one in this house has even contemplated giving up sugar.
Sam loves to bake, or is that just licking the spoon? 

Photos from the west coast

S and I are here to check out Perth, probably a good idea as we will be moving here next year. I'd never been here but all but one person I've spoken to had good things to say about it. And I have to say Perth is fab though I am aware that I am being wined & dined to make sure I comprehend all it has to offer. There is great food, blue skies, dolphins frolicking, craft breweries and a pretty vibrant local community judging by the Lily Street Lasagna bakeoff.

 You have to love a place where they put a sculpture of a man on his horse in the water (that's him below) where he is slowly eroding. After looking at a lot of houses and meeting some very interesting agents, we are off to Kings Park for some greenery and then tootling somewhere for lunch. It's a tough life. 

Drummer!

Sexy Beast...breadzilla!

I've been stuck in a rather pleasant rut for a while, churning out white or seedy (mmm...seedy) sourdough. With the weather warming up, my mind turned of course to making labne (naturally) and as I hate to waste anything I made the rye and whey loaf from the Bourke Street Bakery cookbook (the whey is the liquid that you get from making labne out of yoghurt). Except I didn't have any rye flour, so I used spelt which it would seem behaves quite differently to rye. I tweaked, cajoled and temporarily forgot the dough and this morning baked this big boy. Missed photo op...it was bigger than my head. I've given it up for adoption and I believe it's new carers are well pleased with their handsome  bundle of joy.