Tuesday, July 31, 2012


This little baby is about to fly this Saturday. 

You can check it out here.

An intimate boutique market crammed with gorgeous wares such as Frankie & RayChristine BattocchioTotally Innocent and Squirt Baby (oh, that would be me!).  Shop, eat, drink.  Enjoy the live music.  Have your children entertained by the Waving Words Writers' Festival workshops.  There's so much on offer - produce & eggs from the school garden, jams, cordials, marmalades and chutneys, fabulous posh cakes, iced cup-cakes, biscuits, Argentinian BBQ, the Curry Kitchen.  Stop and have a real coffee or chai earlier in the day and as the sun goes down (or before, if you like!) sample some gluwein, local beer from Temple Brewery or a selection of wines.  Beer and wine are also available to take home or order.  Did I mention I'm one of the organisers?? It's going to be a fantastic day - we'd love to see you there!

Thursday, July 26, 2012

Market Season

Many marketeers work through summer and take a winter break. I seem to be doing it the other way around.  Sunday sees me setting up shop at Mathilda's Market.  I'm working on summery things already - it's my way of ignoring the chilly winter blowing around us.  It means that there is a bit of a clearance going on here at Chez Squirt Baby, so you may find yourself going home with some bargains if you get in early.

Friday, July 13, 2012

This Weekend

Can I say I'm pleased to have a reason to leave the house by myself tomorrow?  Yarraville Markets is on from 10-5.  From the moment I first clapped eyes on this little hall it's been one of my favourite market spots.  Quaint hall, great neighbourhood, lots of gorgeous wares on offer.

Despite the ridiculously cold weather (I can't seem to get warm lately, maybe it's time to ditch 3/4 length sleeves for full-length ones!), my thoughts are turning to summer.  Wishful thinking, perhaps.  Anyhow, it means clearing out whatever stock I currently have to make way for the new.  And it starts tomorrow.  Big time, baby!


Monday, July 9, 2012

And the sun was shining

It's been a cold a dismal winter so far.  I reckon it's colder than it's been for years.  We made the most of a bit of sunshine and headed to Werribee Park Mansion for a picnic on the lawn and a tour of the house.  It was a quiet day when we visited, so we had the luxury of a tour guide all to ourselves.  We climbed all the way to the top of the tower for breathtaking views of Melbourne, Geelong and across the bay to the Mornington Peninsula.  Sections of the slate roof are being repaired and we were given access to the roof space to watch the work in progress.  My Nana was born into a well to-to family, not far from here.  She remembers her grandparents and parents partying at the Mansion, back in the day when Australia was riding on the sheep's back, while Nanny looked after her and her siblings.  The first world war affected life in so many ways.  By the 20s the glory days were over.  Properties were sold off, divided, fortunes lost.  Life took a different direction altogether.


Tuesday, July 3, 2012

This boy

is my first born.  The result of my first successful pregnancy when so many before had failed.  Words cannot express how I feel about this boy.  And yesterday, when the letter offering a place in a select entry accelerated learning program arrived, we were both fit to burst.

There he is, being a boy with a squishy face while his Mum wants a decent photo.  Yesterday he squeezed me tight for a very long time. No silliness, just relief, joy and a lot of love.