Auld Lang Syne

I'm possibly 6-7 years old..i think..and it is New years eve .the clock strikes 12 and every one at the party,young and old,hold hands and sing along to the song Auld Lang Syne in the back yard...under the Hills hoist...its very emotional and I  never understood why...i never understood the words,but we all new the chorus.Every year,my parents would repeat this tradition...
You see,my Grandmother was Scottish.And Auld lang Syne was written in Scotland in the 1700's.Lizzie would have been 100 this year,and its not until now that I'm older...do I appreciate her tradition.And that of all our "uncles and aunties."
Last year was my first year to appreciate this tradition.After a beautiful dinner out with our close friends,and then neighbours,we were home before 12.
I quickly  searched for the song and John and I got to cross over into the year 2012 to this beautiful song.My heart was so full it was over whelming.Memories of the past,dreams and hopes of the future,friends and family lost and gained....Who needs to write down their resolutions?Just surround yourself with those you love,listen and let the Scots remind you.
"Auld lang Syne" loosely means TIMES GONE BY .
And now I get it.And I will endeavour to try and keep this family tradition alive for my future and those around me.....
I have searched this for you.And unfortunately will not be able to dance and sway to this beautiful song with you on New years eve but I..." will drink a cup of kindness yet for times gone by..."
To all my beautiful friends and family all over the world I wish you a happy new year filled with enough strenght to handle the sorrow....enough laughter to share with others and enough peace to be content.

 

and my only new years resolution is to remember to blog regularly.

 

Love love love.xxx

 

 

 

 

Penny for your thoughts..

Find a penny  pick it up    and all day long     you'll have good luck   right?
I still do it.Even if I am alone and I spot a coin on the ground,in my head i am saying this little verse as i pick up the coin.
Which is why I was so curious about the coins in Rundle street.
When I started work,the council was repaving the street and therefor some of the coins were ripped up.
Michelle and her team were to come back and re-lay the coins and I was lucky enough one morning to catch this.Michelle herself was pretty humble and didn't say much....I guess every tom dick and harry ask her  the same questions all day long...

Adelaide sculptress Michelle Nikou started this project in 2006 in Rundle street.Randomly placed down the street in clusters are coins.

." The artists’ rationale for the numerous gold and silver coins was to pave the streets of Adelaide ‘with gold’. The daylight along Rundle Street in early morning and evening provides natural illumination that reflects off the gold coins especially well. The selection of coins (current and antique) represents as many countries as possible. The use of international currency acknowledges the cultural diversity within the street and is in part, a welcoming symbol for tourists and new residents of the City. The art work invokes curiosity, and images and memories of foreign places. The artist aimed for the artwork to make sense in small sections that you can see through the legs people congregating on the street, as well as the art work as a whole. The result of embedding a range of old and antique, national and international coins into the new paving has created an artwork that is unexpected in form and location. Of the over 1000 coins, 60% are predominantly Australian, with the remaining coins sourced from around the world. The majority of the coins are gold. The coins are spread randomly over 110 pavers – some pavers have numerous coins (looking like a handful of coins have been dropped from a pocket) and others just a few – the average number of coins per paver is 5 to 6 coins."
Just another fine example of Adelaides support of public art.

Missing in action

               Three weeks ago ,at approximately 4 am in the morning we were awoken to the loudest crack of thunder I have ever heard.The following morning we had no hot water or internet.Panic set in.
The hot water was easy.Call the plumber.
The internet ,call Optus.
Can't find the problem.Think the lightning hit the power box.
Long phone calls after long phone calls,technicians visiting  the premises ...still no solution.
Meanwhile we resort to cracking the code of neighbors internet.Niamh is experiencing end of the world emotions as she can't  face time,instagram,kick and whatever other social media programs there are.
"we owe her 28 hours of internet time"is her response as generally she is limited to an hour of the ipad a day.
The world is definately ending.
The next appointment,due to Christmas and the back up of work(or the holidays of the Optus crew...)is the end of january.
Oh dear.
The neighbours will catch on
niamhs friends will forget her
john can't search swell net every hour and I can't blog.
How do we pay the bills?
And google things?
Then...a thought.Maybe its the modem.If every other person in our block is still connected to the internet why aren't we.?
I race upstairs to the neighbors who internet we have been stealing and ask if i can try our modem in there connection.
IT DOESN'T WORK.
A trip to Harvey normans,buy a new modem,call a few people and bobs your uncle.
So easy even the husband can do it....
Back on line.
The world didn't end
Niamhs friends didn't forget her
Johns been on swell net since 5am this morning and I'm back blogging with a back log of stories and photos for you.
Phew.

The Vauderville club

                                                     the twins celebrating a birthday together for the first time in 5 years seemed like a good enough reason to find a cosy little venue in McClaren vale to watch a 1920's style cabaret show.....I was pretty excited to say the least.
20 minutes drive(the 20 minute city..)into the McClaren Vale wine region to a little old church, now called the Singing gallery.
 the poster above was the only information i could find on the Vaudeville club.....but the acts were another story...the line up consisted of fabulous South Australian talent.Having performed both here  and internationally,we were in for a treat ,to say the least.
A mere $25 got us three hours entertainment a cosy spot in the corner for four and a show to feast our eyes on.....not to mention BYO for a cost of 5 bucks and your own plate of nibbles.
Unfortunately I didn't take my long lens as i assumed photography would have been not permitted,shame because the visual was amazing.
I would have to say,hands down,one of the best shows I have seen,and enjoyed,for the price,the relaxed venue and fellow vauderville-ee's...
Well done Adelaide.as far as talent goes,you should stand proud...know wonder the Fringe festival along side others is held in this wonderful city.

 

sure dave.more than happy to.and yes,we were provided with champagne glasses.

I saw the stage and my heart melted.It was just as I had hoped it would be.

 

 

 

 

                                                                        Stars in the making!

The most comfortable seats   in the house!

We came prepared.

                                                                           
                                                                                  Birthday boys

Hot nuts..get your hot nuts.

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Flavella l'amour.

Miss Burlesque Sth Australia 2012.

Shame i couldn't get closer.She was fanatastic.

                                                        Then out came her python!!

The show was around two and a half hours.What a great night.We loved it.

6 months,8 years and 2 days.

Saturday afternoon.Close the shop,jump in the ute and head for the coast.Just like that,fresh off the Coke ad.

Johnny had organised everything.all i needed to do was pack my clothes.something warm,it gets cool.something cool,it gets hot.something wooly it gets freezing..

 

 

 

 

This was really exciting as I have heard so many stories over the course of 8 years that where filled with memories of Surfing fishing and camping trips with friends to this amazing location.

 

300 kms west of Adelaide is the start of Innes national park.

 

For thousands of years before European settlement,the traditional owners of the Yorke peninsula were the Narungga people.

 

 

 

 

Thats our turn.Cool little cabin down by the beach.

$80 for the night and had its own bathroom and shower .

Esky full of gourmet goodies and some cold G and T's.

 

Day one ...lets go exploring...

 

 

 

 

close up you will see how ironic this photo is...

 

 

The place is magical and the beauty is ruggered.I took a million photos and it is so hard to choose which to post,so i will post them all.

Enjoy the view.

 

 

 

 

 There was at least 25 of these beautiful dolphins surfing the waves.

and not another soul around .

Kangaroo skeleton..

Day two blends through now.

spot of fishing.

 These gorgeous little sleepies are everywhere.The warm weather brings them out to find their mate.
we were constantly dodging them on the road.very cute harmless little creatures.

 spot of reading..whilst the husband is fishing..

 

 

and surfing..

 

Pondalowie Beach.

 

 

Leaving Pondie these guys were in the car park.

Next stop Daily heads.

 

 

This is the show of a true fighting spirit.The little guy didn't stand a chance if we were a danger to him.But he believed in himself..

Unfortunately,due to nature taking its course,there were quite a few casualties due to the mating hunt.One part of the road we drove along there were two of them trying to cross the road.Of course,my romantic mind assumed that it was husband and wife trying to get back to her place.It was touch and go there,but they made it to the other side..

See johns finger..

 The deadly brown snake.She was digging in the hole on the side of the road.

                                                                   And thats Yorkes folks.
A very special place .I can see what all the fuss is about now.The perfect spot to dissapear to... far away from everything....no phone reception either....just me,the husband 6 months 8 years and 2 days.

 the end.x