Posts Tagged: 45 & 47 Stella Street and Everything that Happened

On violet crumbles, milo and Vegemite
Someone commented on my last post that they had never heard of one of my favourite authors, Elizabeth Honey. I’m not surprised, as I don’t know to what extent she is sold outside Australia, since her stories are so Australian.

On violet crumbles, milo and Vegemite
Someone commented on my last post that they had never heard of one of my favourite authors, Elizabeth Honey. I’m not surprised, as I don’t know to what extent she is sold outside Australia, since her stories are so Australian.

On authors that are saviours
Last Friday, I locked myself out of the house. Ben was at the cricket, so I wandered through town waiting for him to walk home. I came across a pop up market that springs into being every Friday during summer

On authors that are saviours
Last Friday, I locked myself out of the house. Ben was at the cricket, so I wandered through town waiting for him to walk home. I came across a pop up market that springs into being every Friday during summer