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Sorry about the lack of updates, but - well - sickness is not a blogger's best friend...
I know that's no excuse, but it's all I got.
So enjoy this tricked out yarn bombed bike, with love from Fitzroy. Ahh Melbourne, how I love thee...
PS thank you to the divine Mr Fixit for fixing my Pinterest gadget...
PPS so go on, Follow Me!! You know you want to!!
Day three was kind of full on... Mr Fixit had his electronics seminar to give, so the small person and I wandered around town, looking for playgrounds or food...
We tried to get to the ArtPlay kids' workshop, but only made it for the last few minutes! They very kindly let us peek inside for a look, and would have let us stay, but above mentioned small one had already spied the playground outside...
Cue hand pulling and whining about leaving while I try to make nice to the lovely Jeff, Paula and Ben.
Dinner was a delightful tapas style affair at the Alchemist... yum...
Day two was an exhausting blast... Does Melbourne ever stop being marvelous?
After brekky at Degraves (I can't visit Melbs without a pitstop here) we headed up to Craft Vic, to see their gallery. They'd been workshopping all sorts of different materials for the State of Design Festival.
Amazing what you can do with woolly jumpers, or biros, or even bread...




I think this guy was my favourite!
Wandering back down Flinders Lane and into Swanston Street was such a pleasure, especially on such a fabulous winter's day...
After a truly wonderful shopping experience at Alistair Trung (maestro of flexible clothing) we wandered down to the Nicholas Building, for the Open Studios.
Places like this epitomise what Melbourne is to me. A whole city building, in a prime CBD location, full of artists' studios... It speaks highly of Mebournians, and their support of local designers, makers and creative types, that a space like this can be given to these industries, rather than rented out to high paying commercial entites...
Having said that though, these artists are commercial entities - they all make their livings from their creative pursuits, and it is awesome to see the respect paid them.

Our day was superbly capped off with dinner at Cookie (photo courtesy of my three year old son - not bad, eh?)... In yet another fantastic city building (Curtin House) choc full of great local creative stuff! Next time, I'll drag Mr Fixit to a movie on the rooftop...
YUM! I think he captured the vibe of the place perfectly!
Arrrgggghhhh... So. Much. Great. WORK!!!
After the lovely lift from the airport, and delicious comensables, we wandered into Popcraft.
This was a place I nearly missed!! God help me!! Scouring the Harvest Workroom blog before leaving home, I came across mention of this little piece of paradise. I read "Luxurious fibres for classy people" and nearly spat out my tea! Not that I'm particularly classy, but where I live, Spotters is the main source of yarn... and it's definitely NOT classy.
From the critters in the front window, past the beautiful hanging flowers by the door, I wandered into a real life blog...
You know how wonderful this blogosphere is, well imagine a little shop, with helpful, kind and interesting people, amazing work to look at, and truly awesome fibres to inspire. And wouldja check out that "Open" sign? I mean... really... too sweet.
It was like being in your Aunty's lounge room, the really really cool Aunty that was the black sheep of the family, and ran away to the circus at 16, returning young at heart and ready to show you the real world... Which is of course a laser cut mirror...

A selection of lovely and like-nothing-you've-seen-before jewellery...

I found myself elbowing and shoving to get in front of Mr Fixit, who had spied the TWO knitting machines and made a beeline... He's just discovered the joys of this art, having picked one up at Helensburgh Salvos for $25.
Good friends will know the passionate and slightly obsessive way in which he adopts new skills... Needless to say I have a LOT of new scarves. And they are all beautiful my love. xo

Colour and creativity overload in here people... And yes, that is my son's golden head lying on the floor next to the basket of yarn chucking a hissy fit... I can't think why he was bored...
Thanks to the ever patient Pauline, for welcoming us and making us feel part of the craft clan. And not freaking out over the small person's behaviour.