PM without the S, thankfully

YM planned to spend the weekend in Sydney but wound up making an additional trip-within-a-trip to see me, especially since I'd been so bummed. Unfortunately, he also booked the SYD-MEL and MEL-SYD tickets on the wrong date and it wound up costing him a lot more than expected.

God bless my friends.

Tea party at SL's. I contributed the French Earl Grey from T2 and salmon on crackers. Everything and everyone was very lovely. We wound up burning off all the excess calories with completely over the top renditions of Taboo and Charades until the night.

Pigeon at Fitzroy Gardens

YM in an oxymoronic pose whilst speaking to KG on the phone.


Sotong! Another much-missed Malaysian word. Of all things to make soft toys out of... When I was a kid, my brother had an Aussie/ Malay friend we all nicknamed Sotong (heaven knows why). He was unbelievably pretty and delicate and I had a massive crush on him. That's all. I wonder what his real name is.

Macabre window dressing made of many skulls