There are a good couple of weeks left of holidays, and I’m trying to make the most of them, but they always go too fast.
We bake, we play, we make gigantic messes, I ignore them, we occasionally go out, but we’re mostly staying in, filling the long days with not much at all.
One of our outings was a beach day at Torquay, where we ate chip sandwiches and explored rock pools and found a lost watch and sat in the fresh salty air.
Still on the search for the best potato cake nearest me. My favourite so far is a good 3hr drive away, so it gets eaten precisely not at all.
If I were a homing pigeon, this would be my base. I go back to them time and time again, remembering something I want to try, delighted at finding a book I forgot I had. This week we made proper old-school Aussie patty pan cakes as opposed to modern cupcakes, and I used my nana’s cookbook from the Second World War. And bloody good they were, too.
I’ve also eased back into work this last week and a bit. Trying to keep it on the downlow so we can all still chill together, but your humble narrator must earn a crust and all that.
I also started the Veggie Mama book club, which quickly populated to 140 members and blew my tiny mind. I’m SO looking forward to getting started. I always read, and I always make stuff, but this year I want to read more and make more stuff (including friends) so I’m stoked about 2018 already.
My mum was down over the Christmas break, and on her way through Rushworth collected some of last year’s Waranga News papers for me. I don’t recognise anyone in the pages any more, but I love hearing about what’s going on out there.
And, of course, swotting up for the next few installments of the Sweet Teen Club podcast. Coming up: sociopath gold-digger Jessica is after anti-fracking wholemeal poet Olivia’s boyfriend in Sweet Valley High, because Roger has just come into some money, so naturally Jess is now interested.
Also: grunge, Gilmore Girls, and…
Happy to stick with small childhood messes for now. Parenting a high school kid would probably give me a hernia.
What have you been up to?