With the grumps

Hallo!

So even though it's been a gorgeous sunny Winter weekend here in Melbourne, I've been hibernating. I think I have man-flu even though I'm a she and not a he. I think it's man-flu because surely, as you men folk can attest (Mark? Gaz?), this affliction is pure misery. I blame the 10km run I did for charity (Berry Street) last Sunday. I didn't actually ever get around to training but with $700 raised I couldn't very well back out! I did it with sheer stubbornness as Mr Bok said - I did however vomit once and fall once, also felt sure I was going to faint at the 8km mark and scoffed 3 mini chocolate bars along the way. But I did it all in 1hr 13 mins - absolutely ages I know but I did it!!

Master Bok has been really sick too.  I'm very thankful for the amazing Children's Hospital we have here in Melbourne.  Still don't know exactly what's wrong - more tests this week.  It's been awful so far and the worst test is yet to come but Master Bok (3) has been very brave.  Even with those bung things in his arms. But look at this - the newly renovated hospital has a meerkat enclosure and a huge aquarium to entertain the children.

 

Hey, can I complain a bit more please?  (I was born in England after all and acting the part of whinging pom is my prerogative at times like this). 

Poor lil Ru got his paw stuck in a large crack in the floor the other day.  But we can't replace floorboards etc 'until we renovate'.  Just like we can't replace the roof 'until we renovate'...even though we have gone from having to use 1 bucket to using 3 when it rains  :)

Lil Ru snoozing

When we first moved in we did a bit of a cosmetic renovation (stripping carpets, white washing floors, pulling off wallpaper, painting everything white, stripping every doorway even removing doors and leaving them off, adding a vegie garden and fruit trees etc) but we always knew we'd have to do a full scale reno further down the track as our 100 yr old home is falling down and needs structural work.  We did all this damn hard yakka knowing all our efforts will be wiped out when we do a full scale reno anyway thus our reluctance to spend on roofing and floorboard replacement now.  These bloody Melbourne earthquakes don't help with the cracks and foundations either.  And Master Bok really has outgrown his tiny room - would love to be able to fit a wardrobe into his space!  He would just like more room for fire engines and race cars...

 

Love sweetpea at this time of year 

We also broke our bed recently (no smart remarks thanks!)...and got in a mattress and base yesterday.  Mattresses just aren't firm enough for us so we've gone with a base this time for added support.  Our old bed is in the garage awaiting rehoming.  It's weird not having bed posts or even a bed head, but fun to plan a bed head - I'm thinking maybe just very striking wallpaper instead like this one.   Any ideas?

  

Oh!  And look who I spied out of the bedroom window!

 Speaking of the girls...

 

Compare the bright fluoro egg yolk of the egg laid by Coco (top) with the pale yellow yolk on the bottom belonging to a very costly store-bought certified organic free range egg.  Hrmm.  The colour difference freaks me out.  Our girls roam about eating as much grain, grass and vegies and bugs as they want - I wonder about the girls roaming free in large dustbowls.  I'd like to point out that nothing my chooks eat has any additives - the grain they eat is just grain only, the fluoro yellow of the cooked yolk (normal pale colour when uncooked) is due to the grass and greens in their diet.  They eat more ree ranging than they do of the actual grain.  Fellow hen keepers have reported the same thing in their free roaming hens.

Oh that pic on the right is the last of our home grown garlic harvested in Autumn.

  

Sat in the garden drinking lots of hot soup and watching the antics of the bok flock.

 

 

 Wild flowers and snippets of natives from our local park 

AND don't even get me started on politics right now.  Or on work.  Grrrrrr.  Grumps indeed.  I'm not usually this grouchy!  I'm blaming man-flu.