Monday, August 29, 2011


It's time for me to accept my blogging habits are cyclical.  I'd like to be reliable and consistent, but then I might also become predictable!  This is a tricky time of year for me.  There's a lot going on - both inside my head and in the real world.  We took the opportunity to spend the weekend in Lorne, staying here.

Daisy chains

When time would allow, I continued knitting toddler mitts.  These popular little mittens sell out before I have a complete range of colours.  Now in a market hiatus until September 17, I'm determined to build up my stocks!

Tuesday, August 9, 2011

The world that we created

What's going on?  Millions starving in Africa, riots in the UK, turmoil in the stock market, desperate people turned away from our shores, unrest, misery and goodness knows what else all over the world.  Has humanity dropped its collective bundle?  Please let common sense and our humanity prevail.

This clip is from a concert back in 1986.  Some of us will remember Live Aid - you young ones will have to google it.

Friday, August 5, 2011

Sister's Market - tomorrow

Contrary to the advice I may have given to some people last week (when my poor little brain was slightly overwhelmed!), the Sister's Market is on tomorrow.  

I'll be there, in my usual spot in the foyer, with some recession busting specials.  See you tomorrow!

Wednesday, August 3, 2011

Winter Magic Market - it's a wrap!

Oh my stars!  I'm still reeling from the weekend that was the Winter Magic Market.  And it's all good.

When this idea was first kicked around we knew it would be a project that ran on the smell of an oily rag.  There was no budget, only hope.  Our school is a little one in terms of students - only about 230 or so.  But golly we're big on talent, hehe!  The call went out for folk with skills - PR, design, organisational, creative vision.    And they came and brought their talents with them.  We wanted to use our BER funded hall to hold a little market with food and live music to raise much needed funds.  We hoped, with everything crossed, that we would at least cover our expenses.

During the holidays we had a little feature in the local paper.  Gee we felt clever!  The preparations continued, donations for the art auction came rolling in, lists and rosters were created and filled.  On the morning of the market we made it to two ABC radio stations and appeared in The Age.  And then, as the clock ticked over the start time floodgates somewhere were opened and the crowds came pouring in.  I don't know where they came from, but they did, to our little school hidden down a quiet side-street.  The bands played, the wine flowed, the posh cake stall was descended upon, the customers came with open wallets and open hearts.

As an organiser and a stallholder it is one of the most satisfying events I have ever been a part of.  If I wasn't selling I was talking to folk about our school, catching up with friends and family and marvelling at the crowds.  Our Parents' Association had a fundraising figure in mind.  We quadrupled it.  I am still smiling.  Thank-you to our fantastic stallholders who were the drawcard, thanks to the donors, the musicians, the bakers and chief cooks, the blokes who put up the marquees and did lots of bloke work, to the committee and other volunteers.  And thank-you to the public.  The folk who had never known of our existence, who came and saw and spent and gave our little community a huge boost - we are very very blessed.  Thank-you.