Yesterday was the Christmas break-up luncheon for our monthly SnB-type group “Purl’s Princesses”, so instead of having our usual knitting session at Purl’s in Daylesford, Jeanette and I [clad in my best tiara as befits a princess in celebration mode] headed on down the road a little more to Robyne and Paul’s unique, quirky, wonderful house at Eganstown.
First order of business was a visit to the goats…
That’s ‘ccino with Rob, Ms. Latte is behind him and you can just see a bit of Presto’s nose. Somehow I missed getting a photo of my favourite, little Milo :[
Unlike moi, Robyne is a real foodie and all stops had been pulled out. Naturally we’d all brought something as well: dips, turkish bread,organic juice, etc but CERTAIN PERSONS were rendered ALMOST speechless by the salmon roulade, prawns, salade nicoise, fruit flan, and other goodies. They would’ve gotten a greek salad and a bought quiche at my place!
Actually, now that I think about it further, it may have been the freely flowing champers that rendered them incapable of speech :]
and because you can’t have a GTG without the obligatory Chantelle [ Central Victorian speak for Show ‘n’ Tell ] here’s the crossstitched quilt that Robyne’s making for her son’s Japanese mother-in-law.
we’ll return to the chrissy pics tomorrow … nearly finished … only a couple more rooms to go and then I’ll take pity on you and stop … maybe … if you’re lucky
As it’s only early in the season, the count of tree ornaments that the cats have ‘redecorated’ onto the floor stands at three [ plus the one I knocked off trying to put them back, that’s rolled in behind the main tree where I can’t reach it ]