Fourteen maties arrived. They scavenged the food, found the treasure, broke the piñata and sailed away. Aaaargh!

Captain Oliver thoroughly enjoyed his pirate party on Saturday.

The grass is still brown, but I found a few spring blossoms in my garden this morning, that with the sweet smell of Jasmine, made my heart flutter.

Summer (and colour) is on it's way.

It's been a whirlpool couple of weeks around here. Too many things going on; playing catch-up and, quite simply, just not enough time.

I am in need of simplicity, rest and revitalisation. . . a short break from my daily obligations.

The studio will be closed from the 7th August - 12th August 2010.

(All emails and phonecalls will be answered on my return)

Six years ago to this very day (it was also a Thursday) our destinies changed for the better, with the arrival of Oliver.

Happy Birthday Oli!   Oh, how I love you so.

The vuvuzelas have faded and the World Cup has now sadly drawn to a close.  I must say I'm going to miss the flags waving merrily, watching the games and the little ones screaming out the name of the country, when they recognise a flag.  But, then again, I suppose all good things come to an end and so too the end of the school holidays.

The boys (and cousin Angelique) were treated to a helicopter ride this weekend.

 
And so life goes on... no more procrastination and no World Cup to blame...its back to work we go, Hi Hoo!