Naomi's Special Day (or more truthfully ~ Night!)

Naomi had her birthday at about the time that I ran out of space on Google. Thus and therefore, these picks are now quite old (just like.....yeah, tacky) but I'm sure you'll enjoy looking at them anyway.


It's birthday time and Naomi does so much for this little community, that when her birthday came around, it was definitely payback time. A number ~ a LARGE number ~ of ladies gathered at The Rock to help Nomes celebrate this most auspicious occasion. What a fabulous night. As usual, Gaye was click happy at the beginning, but didn't take any towards the end. On reflection  ~  that could be a very good thing! Happy daze Nomes. We luvs ya honey.

 Megan, Susie, Naomi and Nadine

 Tania and

 You guess! I love this pic!

 and Tania

 These two again! Oh dear oh dearie me!

 Cheryl and Paul

 Nomes and Yours truly

 Susan and Suzanne...

 ...and Susan and Suzie and Suzanne and Susan and Susie

  Kay and Terry

 Vanessa and Kylie

 Mike at the bar thinking "Ye Gods and Little Fishies"

Susan

...and that was just the sort of night it was. Great time was had by all and it was just fabulous being there for Naomi because usually she arranges everything for everyone else.

Miss Talissa

It is very appropriate that I follow George's post with a post of his great grand daughter, Talissa. These were on the USB that was delivered to the Assembly for David to do the eulogy. These photos are so beautiful I asked Diane if I could do a blog post. I must give credit where it's due. These photos were taken by Cristina Rose Photography last Christmas.  I'm sure you'll agree with me, that they are fantastic!

Heck Di, you must be so proud. Your baby girl is gorgeous.

Cristina Rose, you are the cleverest thing.

Call into SOUL Gallery and look at Cristina's other works

George Kik Quintal

The saddest news was the passing of George Kik Quintal. What a wonderful man and what a beautiful funeral. Held in All Saints Church, Kingston, the church he had attended for so many years, leading everyone in their singing with his beautiful tenor voice. So often he visited Mum and Dad and you'd find him sitting on the verandah drinking tea and telling tales ~ usually tall ~ but very historical and incredibly funny.  When he saw me walking in he would begin with "My love....." and then, lord only knew what would come out. Invariably it was funny. A wonderful gentleman who will be very sadly missed.

 George in a pensive moment...

and singing in his beloved All Saints Church, Kingston

Grass Sliding for Kindies

Driving up Country Road the other morning and over to my left I saw Sarah Q and Alison, with a bus load of littles from the Banyan Park Playcentre. They were grass sliding on cardboard, down Neutral. From the squeals of excitement I pretty positive that they were having the time of their lives.

 

 As you can see Sarah Q is supervising well from the safety of the ground blanket! and Alison is standing out of sight behind the bus, shouting directions. What a lovely surprise to find on a sunny Norfolk morning.

A visit with Shirley

Dids Mum Shirley has been visiting Norfolk for the winter months and before she headed back to her summer home in Tasmania, we shared a lovely luncheon at The Golden Orb. Lovely to see you Shirley. She also gave me a number of old photos to copy, and kindly wrote some words to go with them. If you haven't made a photobook with snapfish, could I suggest you give it a try. It's very reasonable and the books are fantastic. I'll post one up one day, so you can have a look.

Dinner at Flagstaff

At one stage there we were enjoying the company of Tzarn and Corrina for Sunday evening dinners. Unfortuantely, we seem to have slipped back a bit. But these were the last shots. Notice how they are all "on to" me and have scuttled out of camera range!

Who's Been a NAUGHTY GIRL then?

Well. I have. 

I haven't blogged for almost a month and the reason is ........... do you know, there is no reason. 

I would like to say I've been very busy; 

I would like to say I've been burning the candle at both ends; 

I would like to say that life has been a constant whirl.

I would like to say these things ~ but I can't.