Tuesday, October 18, 2016

A very scary moment

Earlier this year , after returning from Europe  Miss S and i attended the Sydney quilt and craft show. At that time i was doing a lot of cross stitch work and was using Mag eyes, which seemed to amuse my family no end, i decided to buy a light with a magnifier , the light is great it works with or without AC power.  I had it sitting in my lounge room near my favourite spot on the lounge.

to my absolute horror we had a science experiment go terribly wrong. As i am a seeker of sun, and as the days got warmer i threw open my blinds to welcome the warmth, i was conscious of the lamp and what could happen with the sun, and had on multiple occasions ensured it was positioned low out of the sun, but for some reason around this time i left it positioned over the back of the lounge

and this is what happened

my beautiful three year old lounge damaged. Fortunately we have an absolutely amazing leather repair man here in Newcastle he took my cushion away.
He was shocked when he seen the cushion and said that probably one more good burst of sun on that magnifying glass and it would have probably caught fire.

My light now resides in My sewing room in the corner away from any source of Sun.
this was a very sobering experience, the thought that i could have lost everything, all my photos of my girls as they grew were just a metre and a half away. a lifetime of memories almost lost.

my lounge now looks almost perfect, 

so i guess just a bit of a warning to all you lovely gals, be careful of your magnifying light and the sun.

Googy Girl

"life is like a cup of tea , it's all in how you make it"

Thursday, July 28, 2016

A life a little less exciting , but simply wonderful

wow it's taken me a while to sit down and write this post, and i have a myriad of excuses but to be honest i was feeling like . . . . well my life was a little less exciting after returning from Europe. no fabulous galleries visited, no ancient Archeological sites, no fabulous restaurants and bars or towns / cities filled with centuries of history.

returning home was wonderful, being with my family, my gorgeous friends and cuddling my adorable  dog Cooper.  i have even managed to celebrate a wonderful birthday. 

Initially i felt a little all over the place, trying to get back into familiar routines. this even followed through with my crafting doing little bits and pieces of everything

i spent a few hours working on my Hermence cross-stitch , by far not enough to meet my September deadline, but i ve decided deadline - smeadline i m enjoying working on this project and didn't want it to to become a chore due to a deadline, It's a lovely sampler and will fill some lovely cold winter afternoons and nights for a while to come . . . .  .

i even managed to squeeze in some work on my MSG quilt, no photo's as yet because i want to wait until my next workshop with Marg.

i started a new pair of socks for Miss M, knitting has always been my go to project when i am feeling tired and lack a great deal of concentrating ability and these socks were a blessing. i happily knitted  and caught up with my favourite television shows. don't you just love Jamie in Outlander

I used the magic sock method and knitted two at once (i taught myself this technique whilst in Europe)

I posted pictures of my progress on my Instagram page and just loved the comment by my gorgeous friend Fatquater bird that it looked like a bikini top for saggy Boobs . . .  . lol

this week the socks finally came off the needles and i loved knitting them. they are as i write this being blocked on my drying rack beside out lovely toasty fire.

I got my baking back on

and whipped up a batch of super delightful rosebud madeleines (recipe by Nigella Lawson) 
since i am watching my waistline i gifted most of them . . .  .

i also tried a shortbread recipe out and gifted most of them as well

and at last my super exciting news

i m doing a test knit for the delightful Truly Myrtle

(photo courtesy of truly Myrtle)

i discovered Truly Myrtle whilst lounging around in the airport Motel in Marseille. gadget was snoozing and i was knitting and  surfing instagram and someone mentioned listening to Truly Myrtle's podcast, i thought hmm that would be interesting to listen to. i downloaded a podcast and i was hooked, I ten started following Libby on her blog, Facebook and instagram and watched as she created the gorgeous hat above , which at this stage does nt  have a name as such but is referred to as the the chicken lady hat, it's a long story and you will need to read Libby's blog to understand.

anyway Libby asked for people to test her pattern i immediately private messaged her on Instagram and she very bravely accepted my offer and i am now officially a tester for Truly Myrtle

this is the super scrumptious wool i have chosen to knit the hat in and i decided since i am now a tester i would treat myself to a brand new set of knit pro interchangeable circular needles, a kind of belated birthday present to myself.

and finally i ve come to  realise that whilst i am leading a life a little less exciting it's none the less  pretty wonderful and definitely worth blogging about.

Au Revoir
Googy Girl

Thursday, June 9, 2016


Our first day in Turkey started out early, we were picked up at our hotel and a travelled for four hours from Istanbul to Eceabat, stopping for breakfast enroute.  Our first stop was at the RSL tours office to catch up with some people that Gadget had befriended when he travelled to Galipolli two years ago with conservation volunteers. After that we went to have a look at the Eceabat memorials.

This monument is on the shores of Eceabat and is representative of many aspects war, the two notable images that stood out to me was the image of a mother weeping, depicting that all mothers, Turkish , Anzac, British and French who suffered the loss of their sons. The Turkish soldier carrying the Australian officer depicting that even during war, compassion existed.

There is also a detailed 3D map in this memorial park that our tour guide used to explain the various battles, what the allied forces were hopping to achieve and what points they advanced to and why they were hoping to capture those sites. 

This memorial depicts what the battlefield looked like, except the trenches would have been much deeper and the men on birth sides would of needed to stand on steps to peep over at the other side. It was a very interesting and a sobering sight. 

Arriving at the the Galipolli historical national park, the Beach cemetery was the first we seen. The first graves were dug here on the 25th of April and the cemetery continued to be used until the allies evacuated in December. Our Tour guide explained that the men buried here would have most probably died in the near by military Hospital , from injuries sustained in battle.

Shrapnel valley

Is a place of significance to us as Gadget has a family member buried in this cemetery. The following is written by gadget as he wanted to share Uncle Reg's story 

Uncle Reg enlisted at 20 years of age from his family home in Temora.    He soon found himself as part of the 18th Battalion training in Liverpool.  The battalion which was part of the 5th Brigade left Australia in early May, 1915 trained in Egypt from mid-June until mid-August, and on 22 August landed at ANZAC Cove. 

The battalion had not been ashore a day when it was committed to the last operation of the August Offensive ' the attack on Hill 60 ' which lasted until 29 August and cost it 50 per cent casualties. 

Uncle Reg survived the early battles and then with his mates found themselves being primarily responsible for holding Courtney's Post.  We know that Uncle Reg was mortally wounded on 6 December, 1915 and we believe that this took place in the late afternoon and he may have been shot by a sniper as they were very active in this area.

Uncle Reg died 14 days before the official evacuation the remainder of his mates went on to fight in France and suffered heavy casualties.

Uncle Reg was laid to rest in Shrapnel Valley Cemetery.  Examining  records we know that his family wanted the following on is head stone.

"The midnight stars are gleaming on a cold and lonely grave where sleeping without dreaming lies our dear boy far away"

This request was denied by the Army due to having too many letters.  Unfortunately his head stone 
now only bears his name.

Uncle Reg was kept alive to us by his sister, my grandmother who died before she was born.  I am the first person In my family to have visited his grave and that first visit took place in April, 2014.  Uncle Reg has been remembered by his family fir 101 years and his legacy will continue to be celebrated though our children and future children.

What's next in remembering Uncle Reg?  We will be lobbying the Commonwealth War Graves Commission to have an inscription similar to that wanted by his parents put onto his head stone.

Lone Pine

This place took my breath away as I looked at the hundreds of headstones and then walked along the wall and seen the names of all the men whom are known to have died at Gallipoli but have no known grave site. 

The Australian trenches, only the width of a road apart from the Turkish trenches at this point.

This monument is located at Pine Ridge , Galipolli.  The monument depicts a Turkish soldier carrying an Australian officer. The sculpture is based on an incident of when a Turkish soldier, after raising a white flag, carried a wounded Australian officer to Australian lines and returned to his lines before resuming fighting. It carries the following inscription, written by Lord Richard Casey
"At that moment an incredible event occurred. A piece of white underwear was raised from one of the Turkish trenches and a well-built, unarmed soldier appeared. Everyone was stunned and we stared in amazement. The Turk walked slowly towards the wounded soldier, gently lifted him, took him in his arms and started to walk towards our trenches. He placed him down gently on the ground near us and then straight away returned to his trench … This courageous and beautiful act of the Turkish 
soldier has been spoken about many times on battlefields. Our love and deepest respect to this brave and heroic soldier."

From the hill looking down to North Beach, where the ANZAC forces had there Supply base and officers quarters, around the time of the August offensive they also created a military hospital at this site. There was a pier built in this area as it was out of reach of the Turkish guns. Today this is where the Anzac memorial monument is. On the left side you can see the rocky outcrop referred to as the "Sphinx " by allied forces, it gained this name as a result of the majority of the forces being trained in Egypt and they believed it resembled the Sphinx in Egypt.

It was a very interesting day, I learned so much about what our brave soldiers endured and achieved. 


Googy Girl 

Sunday, June 5, 2016

Chookshed party

So  I received a little reminder from Chookyblue that it was the Chookshed's  party this weekend and since I was not making an effort to get to the chookshed, I better at least do a post ..... Lol so here it is. 
We left Italy at midday today ( our time, about 8pm Australian time) we had some dramas at the airport at Naples , but I won't get into that. 
We boarded our flight bound for Istanbul.

So here I am starting to put my Lucy Boston block together on the plane, no champagne and crackers for me . . . . Just lots of blue skies.

Better photo from the plane.

Our super swish motel in Istandbul, sadly we can't go to the city 😔. 

A bit of stitching in the motel , waiting for my bottle of Italian wine to get cold.  

Progress was good, and the wine was lovely.

Gadget forced me to put the stitching down, to give to the bar ( to see what meals they had)
But you can't stop a good stitcher on a roll . . . . 

No bad for one afternoon. 
Happy Birthday Chookshed, I know you girls are having a great time . . . 
Wish I could be there in person, but a girls got to do what a girls got to do . . . . LOL

Sonra görüsürüz
( see you later in Turkish) 

 Googy Girl

Amalfi coast by Vespa

 For our second last day in Italy we decided a little adventure was called for. After our really fun Vespa tour in Rome we decided that we would like to do it again and where better than along the Amalfi coast. Originally we had decided to go by car but we are so glad we changed our minds.

This was our first stop a beautiful lookout, before we reached Positano. Below at the base of the cliffs are tiny fishing villages. Our guide Vincenzo explained that no body really lives there anymore, sometimes the fisherman will stay overnight in one of the old cottages. What a heavenly place to stay . . . . 

This is where I started getting a bit confident and snapped a few shots from the back of the Vespa, You can see Vincenzo in front of us, and Gadgets grin in the side mirror. He loved every moment of being on the Vespa. We actually owned one up until about 4 years ago, but sold it. I have a strong feeling we are about to acquire another one.

The beautiful town of Positano. 

The beaches of Positano looking up to the hill. Vincenzo explained to us that Positano was built from the beach up, with donkeys carrying stones and building supplies. When we were there it was incredibly busy. Hundreds of shops all selling lots of different wares. We had an hour to explore before we headed off again. As you can see we had dark skies over us and with threatening rain we packed Nicky ( the Nikon camera) away in the bike box and I m glad we did, about 5 mins out of Positano the rain started. It wasn't heavy, really just annoying we continued on to Amalfi, sadly we didn't get any photos along the way.

We arrived at Amalfi in time for lunch and as you can see blue skies.This is the Bay Area , Vincenzo explained that where we were standing used to be ocean and that they had slowly built out and out into the ocean.

This is the town square of Amalfi
We had a great lunch of fish, calamari and prawns with chips in a cone. They were really good.

Lemons , lemons everywhere.  Everywhere you look around the Sorrento and Amalfi coast are lemon groves, these are just normal size lemons some of them are the size of a babies head and we are told the large ones are quite sweet.

The beach at Amalfi as we headed towards Ravello

The road to Ravello,

Ravello, set high in the hills up a long and winding road.

The view from a look out. 
Ravello is reknowned for a annual musical festival where they create a stage and have an orchestra playing classical music, particularly Wagner as he used to frequent Ravello many years ago.

And this is the view behind the orchestra, pretty amazing isn't it.

After a short visit to Ravello we headed home, again we were unlucky enough to encounter rain, but this time it really rained on us. Lucky for me I was behind gadget so he got the brunt of it. The car traffic was pretty congested so we weaved in and out trying to get to the tunnels to get a break from the rain . . . . Just before we reached Positano the rain eased and by the time we reached Sorrento I was totally dried out. It was so much fun and to be honest the rain really didn't even worry us that much. Vincenzo announced that Gadget qualified to receive his Italian Vespa license, because he did so well weaving in and out of the traffic . . . . Lol

Our last day in Italy was a bit of a non - event. We stayed in our room for a while in the morning packing up our belongings and then at 11 we caught the train to Pompeii station where we were collected and taken to a winery. The idea was we were supposed to have lunch, do some wine tasting have a tour of the vineyard and have the various type of grapes explained. We got a meal and four wines to taste. It was pretty unimpressive and way overpriced. 
Anyway we had a lovely afternoon when we returned to Sorrento, we sipped our drinks as we watched the sunset on the town square and talked about our time in Italy.

So that s it , I'm up to date . . . We are now in Istanbul, staying at a airport motel. Tomorrow we head to Gallipoli and then the next day Cappadocia.


Googy Girl