Friday Nights

Friday Nights

Friday nights at 18 years old. End of the working week. Catch up with a friend. Maybe a bite to eat. Maybe too many beverages. Fast forward 17 years and here I am, in the middle of winter, at Bindoon Town Hall on a Friday night… yes, little, old, pretty Bindoon...
Brown Paper Bags

Brown Paper Bags

Brown paper bags. Got you thinking of 90s school lunches right? Picking up your lunch order from the canteen. The wholesome pizza pocket or sausage roll and choc milk or something super not nutritious. But it the best when it was YOUR name called to pick up your brown...
When a door shuts

When a door shuts

When a door shuts, another one opens. Or so the saying goes. Unlike the door to our shed. So all this speak of doors, I had a door person out today to inspect the failing shed door. Convinced the timber door was ruined due to weathering, we were looking at replacing...
One step at a time

One step at a time

Taking it one step at a time, entering the big, wide world of business and silently giving myself high fives for tackling a website, I can finally say, I’m officially online. After a trip to Melbourne earlier this year, I fell in love with Magic Pens. Yep, those...
Camping and Pens plus Three

Camping and Pens plus Three

The About Me and Hello world part… I’m 35, and my husband, also 35, is a highly motivated entrepreneur with a passion for his business in caravans. We have three minions, a lazy Shitzu and I’m obsessed with plants. I give cooking and baking a go, but...

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