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This is a Donna Hay recipe I pulled out of one of the magazines I'd acquire at some point, but as per usual, I've made a few altera...

This is one of my favourite recipes but it doesn't get made very often because my sister and I have proven that between us we can easil...

With a long weekend planned in Sydney to attend the Opera on the Harbour, I felt it was necessary for Mum and I to incorporate a few histor...

This was a pattern I bought ages ago, and until now, it has been sitting in the box with all the other patterns just taunting me to get ...

I meant to post this ages ago, as Summer died and Autumn reminded us that Perth had temperatures lower than 40°C. The seasons are turning...

I got my very first cookbook when I was about six. It was a big bright book with recipes for cupcakes, house sandwiches and pizza faces and...

I must admit, in recent years, I'd forgotten the joy of witty banter. I remember it from years ago, from school: the fast retorts int...

I usually have a bit of a dilemma around Australia Day as I like fireworks, but hate the unAustralian behaviour that manifests itself amon...

It's been a couple of years since my last Christmas tree - last year we were in Seville, and the year before, with Mum galavanting off ...

I haven't written an update on Mum's garden in quite a while. Things have happened and the garden has rippled through the phases of...