My first Port O Call.

I may have mentioned in passing blog chics, that when I grow up I'm going to run away to somewhere sunny and open a tea shop.

To reassure myself in a very "Yes Virginia there is a Santa Clause" kind of way, I make a pilgrimage to Napier at least once a year to Port O Call.

Of course you know that was behind our choosing Napier as the destination for our road trip, don't you. You've already figured that out haven't you?

I could barely contain the excitement, even before I'd got through the doors.
Waiting the 10 minutes for it to open up was an agony, comparable only to queing for tickets to an All Blacks versus Springboks rugby test in the 1970s I should think.

I found such beautiful things - more of that for it's own blog post.

We got down to the serious business of dressing up and choosing our tea cups.

So many lovely, lovely cups to choose from. It's such a buzz to choose from such an array.

I cannot explain to you how it brings joy to my heart to see them all lined up with their prettiness and dainty femininity on display, and I may choose ANY one to be THE one.

Cos you'll probably think I'm bonkas for anthropomorphising tea cups.. But there you go.

It just is.

George was occupied for hours choosing her outfit, and was very taken with the gloves.

And I got to wear the purple negligee that I had missed out on during my last visit with my friend Leigh.

And my favourite pink candyfloss hat.

So very pleased to meet you Madame.

I feel as If I'm being presented to the Queen!

I know that one day I will open my tea shop in that sunny place; because, after all...

there is more than one way to eat a lamington!

The Girls go on a Road Trip - without Thelma or Louise!

Hello everyone. As you can see, this week we've been on the French Riviera with our Jackie o sunglasses and our martinis.

Na ... just on the beach at Napier with our fish and chips and jandals!!!

And getting there was half the fun, once we'd sorted out the travel sickness side of things for the girls in the back of the old camry.

Of course, the highlight for me was a morning at Port o Call at the port in Napier. But that deserves it's own post. It's just sooo special, and I have so many great photos.

Here we are all dressed up ready to take our tea.

Coming back the next day turned into the great toi- toi hunt.

This is a new game we invented for Jo, who needed photos of toi-toi to paint when she's back in Australia.

I found a very nice bumblebee on one of our roadside stops for toi-toi.

The other game we invented was "spot the tree on the Takapau plains".

It is Murphy's law that the smallest road tripper will need to use the ladies in the middle of the flattest and most treeless landscape between Palmy and Napier.

But we eventually found one close to the road, and it had bonus sheep sheltering from the sun, having just been shawn. That was an extra little bit of serendipity for the photographer!

Large toi-toi bush taken with max zoom in a paddock near Wanganui.

Brings joy to your heart doesn't it blog chics. I can tell :P

Port O Call next posting. Meanwhile I have some babies to vaccinate.

Tea Party for Granny

A Granny's birthday is an excellent excuse for a tea party don't you think?

Especially in the middle of a La Nina summer when there are three generations of girls around to enjoy it.

My sister and nieces are here escaping the floods in Bunderburg (Queensland).

First you have to ice your cup cakes.

Sophie and Georgia.


And choose the prettiest cups and saucers.

And cut some of Granny's favourite flowers for the table arrangement.

And assemble the sandwiches.

And the granddaughters.

And pour the "special tea".

And open the presents.

And eat all the dainty morsels.

Then sit back and enjoy the sunshine.

The cup cake production team.

Look who came to the party!

The Magpie Cat appeared for scones with jam and cream.

You can just see her ample bottom in the corner of this shot.

Watch out for the next installment in which the girls go on a road trip to Napier, stopping at every antique shop, second hand mart and cafe on the way!

See ya then.

New Year's Inspiration.

I've been making bags.

This is my original Nana doily bag below.

I went to see Barb at "The Bank" in Eltham to see how my little pink dresses were selling.

And she said she'd sold more than half of them. So I was pretty excited about that.

The little Trelise Cooper inspired swing top has apparently been bought by the producer of

"The Predicament" which was filmed in Eltham and Hawera last year.

I just happened to be sporting one of my Nana doily bags at the time, and Barb loved it and asked me to make some for "the Bank". So I am.

She's going to save all the unsellable doilies for me to cut up and incorporate into bags etc.
She gave me this bluebird one while I was there. I've worked it into this bag.

And in this one I used a beautiful cross stitch I made once and didn't know what to do with.

It was great to walk away feeling so inspired about what I do again.

Sometimes you forget about the joy of it all when you're exhausted from vaccinating babies and just want to pick up your knitting and go onto automatic pilot.

A little bit of re-inspiration goes a long way. I left smiling.

A Bee in my Bonnet.

This afternoon a huge cloud of bees took up residence in our back garden, alighting on the post behind the climbing rose in Piggling Bland's garden.

I took the photos with the zoom, I wasn't keen to get up that close!
But they are very quiet and settled now that they've decided to stay.
I will have to set about finding a bee man to come and take them home to his hive.
I have absolutely no idea where to start looking for one.