Gentleman at the Library

I am sitting at the local library doing some readings for a uni assignment. But I keep thinking about the gentleman who waited for me to catch up at the doors of the library so he could open the door and usher me in this morning.

It made my heart smile, and got me thinking about how sad it is that such acts of kindness are perceived by many to be old school, unnecessary and anti-equality. Personally, I want my lads when they are elderly, to be the gentlemen waiting at the door of the library for the young woman behind him, holding the door and ushering her in. I want them to be the ones who offer the pregnant lady a seat on the bus. I want them to be the ones who use terms like, “After you” on a regular basis and help little old ladies with their groceries. Call me old fashioned, but such acts add something beautiful to our lives. If only the man who held the door open today knew what an impact his simple gesture has made on me today. Something makes me believe he’d do it regardless, because he is a gentleman.

Long live chivalry!

To top it off, as I walked OUT of the library, and elderly lady stopped me and said, “Don’t you look nice with your top and handbag?” This got us talking about my handmade recycled bag made by my friend, and made my heart sing at the impact words and kind gestures with strangers can have. This reminded me again as to why I talk to people wherever I go. Yes, it feels strange at times, but it can really set the tone, or even better, change the tone of their day.



Around the world on a grocery budget

I’d love to travel the world with my family. I’d love to experience the richness of other cultures with the lads. I’m not a seasoned traveller by any stretch, but the few trips I’ve made to various Asian countries have left wonderful memories, firmly implanted on my taste buds.
I look forward to taking the lads on their first international journey, hopefully in the next year. But until that time, we are going around the world on a grocery budget, and its proving to be quite the journey!

We have decided to be much more adventurous with our taste buds whilst exploring cuisine from around the globe. This is how it’s going to work:
We will take it in turns choosing a country, then look through recipe books and find a dish we want to create.

Isaac was the first cab off the rank, choosing Jamaica. He’s a big Bolt fan, so I’m pretty sure we know the source of his inspiration: Eat like Usain, run like Usain.
Jerk Chicken served with coconut bean rice was our first experiment. I salivate even thinking about it!!


My choice for this evening was Morocco. To be honest, I had my doubts that the lads would come at Harira. Boy was I wrong!!!





One thing I really loved about tonight, apart from the fact that I am beginning to realise I’m a damn good cook, is that we embraced the Moroccan custom of sharing a bowl around the table to wash our hands before eating. This added another dimension to our experience. I will be looking for other such customs to include in our international foodie family evenings as we go on.

I’m going to create a recipe book using our photos and memories of our family experiment and if I’m organised enough, give this as a gift to our family at Christmas.

Asher has chosen France for next week. He’s convinced he wants to eat snails. Bon appetit!

A-Z of Gratitude: N is for Nickle Nackle

Asher and I had a quick visit to the library today to grab some new books. We go at least once a week and usually bring around 30 books home each time. Reading is a passion (addiction!) in this house.

With Asher being so unwell, so a few bright books were in order. The poor darling has a perforated ear drum so he is Mr Lethargic. I’ll make the most of the snuggles I’m getting with him, and enjoy more gorgeous books than usual.

I’m thankful for wonderful children’s authors and illustrators. The book “The Nickle Nackle Tree” by Lynley Dodd came to our attention a few weeks ago when Asher’s kinder class read it and created their own classroom Nickle Nackle Tree.
I was thrilled to find it at the library today. I’ve ordered our own copy from Book Depository. This one is a keeper- there’s loads of creative inspiration for story writing and art for the lads

I would love to hear about some of your most loved children’s books and authors.

Here’s the book, and a glimpse of the unwell lad having a snuggle.


A-Z of Gratitude: G is for Graffiti

How often have you tried to divert the eyes of your children from graffiti that would make your grandmother’s hair stand on end? Before kids can read we don’t care if they see the “F bomb” plastered on toilet walls or street signs. To them its just another word. Then the hours of sounding letters out pays off, and they can read. But there are some sounds we don’t want them to try putting together.

Graffiti is everywhere, and sometimes it’s worth looking at. The general public toilet graffiti usually bores me. Not that I’m ever hanging around long enough to do a review. I can’t get out of public toilets fast enough (that’s a whole different blog right there)! In saying that, a few weeks back I couldn’t help but notice the beginnings of an advice column happening in a cubicle. I was even tempted to scratch my own pearls of wisdom on the door, but I resisted the urge. My graffiti days are over (and I’ve got a few doozy graffiti stories!)

Today, we saw the best graffiti ever. We encouraged our kids to read it, and no pretend diversions were needed. We even took a photo. Being bookworms, we’d just visited the library. As we left, this is what we saw:


Bookworms unite!