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The Key to Happy Kids..

Came across this the other day on good ole' Facebook - by Steve Biddulph - drills down to TIME. Pretty simple really, and we all know it, but so guilty of being busy busy busy and not making that oh-so-important... Continue Reading →

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Living in a Shed: An Ode to My Kitchen..

Oh fair kitchen, how I have missed thee. How the light shineth on your shiny surfaces. Thy crappy concrete floor matters not, as long as thine oven warms mine heart and baking. Thy tiny prep space challenges me to thinketh... Continue Reading →

Living in a Shed: All Moved In..

So it was a long time coming, but we got the carpet down and moved into the finished flat about 6 weeks ago. Things have been so very muddled and busy and crazy but finally we have some semblance of... Continue Reading →

Living in a Shed: Country Neighbours.. and a Menagerie..

So I was trawling my local online board recently and came across a plea for crickets to feed to a neighbour's bearded dragon. Now, we may not have trees or a functioning kitchen, but crickets we have. By the hundreds.... Continue Reading →

Living in a Shed: Step 6 – Finish building..

Super excited that the building part of the flat is almost done.. I've been ringing carpet guys and getting quotes.. and I'm hoping it's done and down by the time the kids and I get back from Perth! And then... Continue Reading →

Living in a Shed: Ye Poore Olde Crab Apple Tree

So another freebie tree found on the internet was dragged to the shed. Poor bastard. It left it's dignity and came naked of any dirt at all - not even a smudge - 'pruned' (read: massacred) and heartlessly dragged out... Continue Reading →

Kid-isms.

Living in a Shed.. Step 4: Make Me a Kitchen!!

I'm dying for my new kitchen. My new old kitchen. My new old kitchen secondhand from someone else's house bought cheap on Trademe. Just give me a freaking sink and a real cooktop and some prep space that doesn't feel... Continue Reading →

To the Man Who Pulled the Bird at Me at An Intersection..

I get it. You thought I was infringing on your road rights. I turned too soon at a tight intersection and cut the corner a little. Maybe a third of the lane. You were at least 60 metres away, but... Continue Reading →

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