What we've been doing

Me dad and I, that is.

My pride and joy of Perth November 08, panna cotta with strawberry coulis. It was edible, eatable, and from a distance, looked pretty!

There's been apricot jam bubbling on the stove

Freshly harvested marjoram hanging out to dry

A year-old egg cracked for to satisfy our curiosity (it was left in the fridge that last time my dad was here - for a year.) And for the record, it didn't smell. At all!

And not forgetting swans. Swans have mean personalities. They're beautiful, and they know it. Oh they're mean. To explain my aversion, I was bitten badly once and my knuckles hurt like crazy. And my dad was bitten, too, while venturing to feed them at a park in Perth. I know I'm whining. But around aggressive birds, I feel like I'm on the set of Alfred Hitchcock's, well, The Birds.