Pink. Post-Admission missions. Pigs.

Yesterday I went to South Brisbane to see a lawyer about how difficult it is to become a lawyer. I wore pink which sent Martha into some sort of pink ecstasy.

I love french cuffs and the opportunity for cufflinks which they so naturally afford.

I've had these cufflinks for some time. They're 'vintage' and have little embroidered flowers under a glass dome. I spend a lot of time looking at them. Yes.

I find the whole job-searching experience extremely frustrating. 

 I have never felt so old and so bogged-down with children and domesticia.

Who doesn't love an Art Gallery store?

Dinosaur Designs should send something 'round and tactile' to every woman who's facing breast cancer. I think that'd lift their and the Nation's spirits. Though, of course, that may send them broke.

I also visited the State Library bookshop.

I was told by the woman behind the counter that this was 'just in'.

It looks good with simple delicious recipes that everyone can eat. 

I had to stop myself at leaving with only three books.

I bought this one for the Husband, because he saw a piglet the other week and hasn't stopped talking about how cute it, and its springy tail, was.

I know Fiona has read this book. I first heard it read on 'Playschool'.  I've been looking for it ever since.

If I were you, I'd race out, buy it and read it to someone.