things I learned in sydney (part 3)

I learned that when it rains for days on end

Kids will head straight to the craft kits

And when they’ve used all their supplies up

They’ll head to the fruit basket

Then they’ll head outside and enjoy the rain

I learned that my girls will eat raw fish

If it’s prepared by singing chefs

And presented to them on a train

I found out that I’m not the only one who enjoys a glass of red with the nightly bedtime stories

Am I Nanna?

I learned that Coogie Beach is absolutely spectacular

Even in Winter

I learned that when the rain starts up again

Macaroni & Magoo put on a mean puppet show

Complete with theatrical bows an encore

(note to self, buy more socks)

I was reminded that kids like to run everywhere

And that I need a better bra

The kids learned that Nanna really can’t say no

And they couldn’t be happier about it

I watched Cactus & M&M fall become the bestest of buds

Just like I knew they would

I found someone who loves to read more than me

I learned that when having a tea party, custard tarts are essential

I learned that Magoo is not the only one who likes to rock out with her air guitar

And that Macaroni is not the only one who can draw a spot on picture of Poppy

I learned that no one looks coordinated playing in one of these balls

And nothing is funnier to watch

Lastly, looking at this pic

I know why my back is so bloody sore


(part 1) things I learned in sydney

* I wasn’t real flash at the blogging on the Sydney tour. And now I’m out on my solo W.A. tour. These are just random flashbacks as they come to me. And no doubt 98% bullshit.


Anyone that’s ever been out on the road

Knows the importance of gaffa tape

It fixes everything

And we’d be lucky to get through a show without a roll

I found some fabbo patterned stuff a few weeks ago

And had to buy it

In all sorts of fun styles

When I showed it to the boys, they laughed

I believe Dad’s words were, “…gaffa should be black. Only black. That stuff you brought over looks poofy. I bet only chick singers buy it…”

Oh really?

Then how come there’s none left, when I barely used it?

I happened to catch Daz strapping Dad’s microphone & instrument pack onto him

Before last night’s show

Boys lie.

tom & kirrin

We had a great weekend of shows

Sold out, amazing crowds

We also got to catch up with some great mates

You remember Tom?

If you’re not ¬†familiar with his story

You can read about him here


Before his wife Kylie passed away

She had been promising to take her younger brother to one of our shows

But he had to wait until he turned 18

Kirrin, who looks so much like Kylie, turned 18 just before his big sister died

So he never got the chance to see a show with her

But Tom made sure his little brother-in-law didn’t miss out

The boys had special t-shirts (dedicated to Kylie) made up just for the night

Instead of coming with a big group of mates

They opted to just come to the show together

And brought along photos from every time we’d all caught up in the past

There were some laughs and a few tears

Dad and I made sure we did Kylie’s favourite songs in the show

‘Cause we know she was there somewhere