Tortoise with a poipose...

"Looks like water over there."

"Ah, made it!"

"I say, moooove over!"

"Goodness, what's that racket up there?"

"Oh, it's Mr. & Mrs. King Parrot,
they're looking for some seed and a drink."


These are all males;
must be feeding young.

THE WILLOW MANOR BALL AND AFTERMATH!

I'm late, I'm late
for a very important date.
It's a long haul from Oz!!

My, what a place!

Arriving at Willow Manor Ball

Oh, the bothersome Paparazzi,
I can't go anywhere
without hitting the front page -
Ssh, I love it!

Sans mink and sans handbag!
Where on earth did he get to?

They'll never guess that
I whipped this little number
up on the Singer;
Charlie Worth taught me a lot!

Ah, there he is, admiring me from afar;
Be right with you Mr. Darcy darling!

What a hunk.
How on earth?

"Lady in red is dancing with me,
cheek to cheek."
Why, it's Willow and WT!

On aurait pu nous inviter aussi!
"Gatecrashers; they weren't invited.
Let's get a drink, ladies. Ooh, my, what a choice,
Cristal and Louis Roederer!!"

Cheers!

The dance lessons paid off!
Whoo-hooo!!!

The banquet hall awaited.....

A wonderful attendance
of Willow's bloggy friends.
The fare was wonderful!

I presented the hostess with the mostest with a little gift
that I think she'll get a lot of use out of -

19th Century French Lorgnette

Back to the dancing....

Some people just don't have any decorum!

Herr Mozart and Orchestra; a delight!
And the wonderful Bryn Terfel,
Master of Ceremonies.

I had the last waltz
with a tall, dark and handsome hunk;
he's got my number.

I wonder where Mr. Darcy is?
We must leave before the witching hour.

Ahem, Mr. Darcy? Mr. Darcy!

Willow and Mr Maalie danced
into the the wee, small hours.

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LATER, MUCH LATER, Willow couldn't be found. Rumour has it that she was in some sleepy hollow near the ninth gate with that libertine from hell, Johnny Depp, eating chocolates. They left through a secret window and fled to his private resort at world's end somewhere in the Caribbean.

The man who cried, WT, said this morning that Depp was a dead man!

Willow, wherever you are, we had a fantastic time and thank you for your kind invitation!! See you next year! Maybe.

GOLD COAST FUN

Last week we spent five days on the Gold Coast
(a little over an hour down the coast from Brisbane in Queensland)
visiting our Son for his Birthday.

On Sunday morning we went for a walk along the beach.
This is the statue on the foreshore of Main Beach.
We arrived at 6:45am, just as the sun was coming up.

My Son, Dane, ahead of me.

My footprint in the sand.

Heading back, rain in the distance.

Shells and coral collected; only one perfect,
I wish I'd had more time!

Back to a triple Birthday party
for Christie, Dane and Joel.

We had a fantastic time, too much of everything,
wonderful company and balmy weather.

As the saying goes,
'Queensland, beautiful one day,
perfect the next.'

I'VE BEEN TAGGED - uum, thanks....

I know, but this is Susan's sunflower and she tagged me! Apologies to Michelangelo - I love you! Who IS this guy?! This is blasphemy!

I thought this was a breeze until I noticed unimportant things that make you happy. Here are my six daggy answers but not necessarily in order!

1. Using my very heavy silver embossed pen - Medium Black, if you don't mind!
2. Watching our vegies grow.
3. Strolling along a quiet beach collecting shells and driftwood.
4. My ride-on mower - love it!
5. Buying interior decorating and gourmet cooking mags.
6. Being let loose on a cosmetic/perfumery floor of a major department store! Like a kid in a lolly shop and a bull in a china shop!

But I won't be tagging anyone - sorry, I broke the rules but I don't know six bloggy people well enough to do it to! I know, I'm a spoilsport......