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We were given an emu’s egg!

It’s stunningly beautiful – richly coloured, speckled and perfectly shaped. It looks exactly as you’d imagine a dinosaur egg might have looked, which is hardly surprising, given that emus are the modern day descendants of raptors.

It’s also as solid as a rock. The only way we could get the contents out, short of smashing the shell with a mallet, was by drilling a hole in the top and bottom, then blowing as hard as possible. 500g of white and yolk eventually came out – that’s the equivalent of ten large chicken eggs…

We fried half to use in noodles…

…then turned the rest into a zucchini slice…

It was a bit too rich for our old digestive systems, but the kids loved it.

The shell was rinsed clean and allowed to dry, and now sits on the mantelpiece in our living room. Google tells me that the eggs are seven layers thick and often used for intricate carving. It’s a perfect fit with our rocks and fossils!

“So shines a good deed, in a weary world”
(Willy Wonka and the Chocolate Factory, 1971)
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Do yourself a favour, make a nice hot cup of tea and then spend 15 minutes listening to this wonderful talk.

I hope you find it as uplifting as Pete and I did! ♥

 

Our friend Little Kevin is not little at all.

He’s 6′ tall and broad and runs marathons. But he’s also Carol’s baby brother, and we’ve known his since he was a teenager, so he’ll always be Little Kevin to us, even though he’s now an anaesthetist in his forties with adult sons of his own.

Little Kevin makes candles as a hobby. I absolutely adore how quirky all of my friends are! He took my chipped Steve Sheridan tea bowl – the one with the little frog in the bottom – and filled it with soy wax and a couple of wicks. He also took the chipped vintage jug I picked up from the Salvos (1960s Pontesa Castillian Toledo Collection, made in Spain, for anyone who’s interested) and turned that into a candle as well. It was part of a set I bought for $25 and included a coffee pot and six tea cups and saucers…

Last year, my friend Jenni taught me that it’s important to find a way to extend the life of things, even if it means finding a new use for an item that might otherwise end up in landfill. Even if it’s a use you don’t really need. So I asked my friend to turn chipped crockery into candles, even though we’ve never been big candle users, and I made cloth book covers from rescued linen, and water bottle carry bags from the sleeves of t-shirts.

It’s not just about repurposing, it really is about creative upcycling! ♥

Photo by Artem Beliaikin on Pexels.com

Have you ever bought something online and then returned it?

Chances are your returns weren’t resold to someone else.

We found this out on our last visit to San Francisco, when a pillow that a friend ordered wasn’t quite right. In America, everything can be returned. When he contacted the company for the return details, he was given a prepaid address to send it to….and it went directly to Goodwill. The company didn’t even pretend to go through the motions of taking it back and assessing its condition and suitability for resale (it hadn’t even been used).

Apparently, this practice is commonplace, particularly with clothing. This news article is worth reading before you make your next online clothing purchase. I’m not sure how often this occurs in Australia, but in parts of the world, it’s just much easier and more economically viable for companies to dispose of items (and maybe claim the loss on insurance) than it is for them to pay a real person to decide whether or not it’s fit to be sold again as new.

So what can we do?

Well, we can buy vintage and secondhand. So often the items found at thrift stores and opshops have never been worn before. The dress I wore to Big Boy and Monkey Girl’s wedding is a good example – it still had a tag on it, even though I bought it at the Salvos and it cost me less than a tenth of its original retail price.

Pete has become the king of vintage in the past couple of years, to the point where nearly everything in his wardrobe (even shoes) is decades old. Our friend Arnold at Potts Point Vintage has had a big influence..

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We can buy less. One thing that two months of lockdown has taught me is that I really don’t need new clothes for years to come. In a pinch, I could survive in rescued jeans and ponchos. Believe it or not, I found another poncho photo – this was actually my first one as an adult, crocheted for me by Maude. I wore it to death!

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We can hire outfits for special occasions. I haven’t done this yet (too many clothes, not enough special occasions), but my friends Caitlin and Bee are renting pieces for their upcoming wedding. They’ve raved about a company they’ve found in nearby Marrickville specialising in vintage outfits for hire. Men have been hiring suits forever, and maybe it’s time women joined in as well…

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And of course, we can mend.

Mend, mend, mend, and then mend some more.

It’s such a joyous process and for the comfort-driven like me, it means wearing ever softer clothing. YouTube is full of how-to videos, and I have a very basic tutorial here on darning which might be helpful.

I know that my personal fashion mantra – style is always optional – isn’t for everyone. But we can fix things that never get seen by others – tracksuit pants and pyjamas and socks that hide inside boots. I’ve even patched old underwear, much to Pete’s despair. I thought about it for two seconds, but decided that you don’t need to see a photo. Here’s one of my darling Small Man in his sashiko patched jeans instead…

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Finally, on the occasions when we do have to purchase something new online, let’s do it with a lot more thought. Choose carefully, because anything we return (not to mention the packaging it comes in) might end up in landfill. I’ll try to think twice before clicking the “buy” button from now on! ♥

It’s been a crazy, tumultuous couple of weeks, so last weekend, I baked a batch of World Peace Cookies.

Actually, I baked a quadruple batch, wrapped them in bundles of six, and shared them with all my neighbours.

For the most part, they brought peace and harmony, but my three year old neighbour Eli tore the house down when told he was only allowed to have two cookies. His mother didn’t back down though – World Peace doesn’t come from giving in to temper tantrums. If you haven’t tried this recipe, do give it a go! It doesn’t need eggs, but you do need to use the best chocolate and cocoa you can find. ♥