303/365

Zumba!! Yup, the latin dance craze that's sweeping the nation, etc. etc.

Just like aerobics, but sexed up and with way better music.

302/365

Catching up with the Bakers. I knew them when they were only two, and now they are 5, and doing a great job of it. Special love to little Lauren, who seems to have adopted me as an unofficial auntie.

301/365

Laundry day!

There are some chores I actually get some joy from, and hanging out washing in the sunshine is one of them.

300/365

Eking out the last chapter of a book that you are enjoying.

299/365

Mooching around Melbourne town with the lovely Miss Nicholls, taking in Thai soup, rude postcards, rooftop bars, Metropolis, and coffee hunting.

298/365

Waking up in a warm, comfy bed, the world outside obscured by a quiet blanket of white mist.

297/365

Pub quiz in Balaclava with the loveliest of lovely friends visiting from London.

A lager menu? Beer battered chips? Pub Quiz? Surrounded by dark wood? For a minute I could have sworn I was back in Islington and not the Jewish precinct of St. Kilda.

296/365

Little Chloe presenting me with a picture of a butterfly as thanks for rowing her down the river. What a gorgeous kid. She didn't even seem to mind that I couldn't go straight and had to get Anny to take over for the landing.

295/365

Sitting around the campfire with my bros and Sils and a bunch of family friends I hadn't seen in a million years, laughing hysterically at the dancing skills of the amazing Brutzo.

294/365

293/365

The moment of cycling out into the rain from the safety of the undercover carpark, big warm splats soaking immediately through my leggings.

292/365

TNT delivery of a morning!

291/365

Going for a browse in Aussie Disposals for last minute camping gear. Raincoat: check. Fleecy top: check. Head torch: check. Trowel for digging toilet holes: check.

What have I gotten myself into here??

290/365

Easter nest themed cup-cakes, so lovingly prepared by Miss Agapanthus.

289/365

Bogan neighbours swearing sporadically at the telly. I wonder if some coffee and walnut cookies would calm him down?

288/365

A successful brainstorming (sorry, mindmapping - more PC, apparently) session for a bakery identity. Whisks, piped icing, dusted icing sugar, doilies, chocolate swirls etc... heavenly!

287/365

A recently aquired colleague who reacted to the news of my imminent departure by exclaiming "That sucks!"

286/365

The silhouette of bats gliding silently across the darkening sky. Eerie.

285/365

Sweet. We really need a less sweet, more cynical version for designers though.

284/365

Finding a perfect table for two by the side of the road.

283/365

Getting a squeeze and a big kiss through the van door from little Marty.

282/365

Having all of my family make themselves at home in my little flat.

281/365

Cycling along the Yarra Path from the city to home, the river high, silent and dark beside me.

280/365

It's a total WIN in my book.

279/365

My littlest SIL telling me she was too "cozy" to leave my flat to get takeaway. This coming from the most cozy candles-and-blankets-loving Swede ever.

278/365

Buying a Melbourne-themed gift for a London-bound friend. Fly home soon N n' N :)

277/365

The workman who put down his blower and said "Now THAT'S the way to get to work" when I cycled in on the Princess.

276/365

Having a chat with my mum in the car on the way to a baby shower that neither of us really wanted to go to, for our own reasons. Turns out it was fine :) the lovely flowers helped. Thanks Caz!

275/365

A visit from my lil sil (sister-in-law). Tim-tams were consumed.

274/365

Tucking into a giant South Melbourne Market dimmy. Scrumbo.