I went to the launch of "Handmade in Melbourne" the other night and didn't last very long because they wouldn't let me take anyone, and I felt like a bit of a goose hanging around on my own clasping my copies of the book in one hand and my champagne flute in the other. Still, despite my complete inability to network, it was fun to be there- however briefly (I was leaving as the Premier was arriving to do the launch- we nodded at each other in passing). They did slightly alter the meaning of a few things I said with their editing, which is a tad annoying but I'm not really expecting the multitudes to bother to read it anyway.
Spotted this divine handmade playhouse by Judith Needham via Poppy's blog. As a playhouse it's magical but I would like one in my garden just to look at and dream about- no child necessary!