BookTownBirthday Part One

I really like birthdays (mostly my own!) despite the relentless marching/passing of years. Yesterday I turned 41. 41! I can hardly believe it. Forty was a biggy so I kind of thought 41 would fly under the radar but 41 sneakily turned into "nine years away from fifty". Geeze.

But hey, I had the best birthday weekend.
Friday night was all about friends, laughter. Saturday was the same, but add brunch, three makers markets (Yarraville, Seddon and Newport) that equalled a massive visual catch-up of all the clever things people are making out there. More laughs, more coffee and a reminder about how much fun my friends are. Speaking of clever crafters. I bumped into Kirsty at the Yarraville Market and basically dribbled all over her beautiful scarflets. See that stunning red and grey one? Mine all mine! I wore it all weekend.

Sunday was breakfast at Haus Frau in Yarraville and trip to the country to Clunes...a pretty/little town about a 150ks from Melbourne. Each year, for an entire weekend, it turns into Book Town and suddenly almost all of the beautiful historic buildings are transformed into bookshops. So. Much. Fun. The weather was amazing - clear, sunny and bright with tables groaning under the weight of new and second-hand books. There was a Punch and Judy show. I don't even like P&J but took a snap anyway. I was very restrained and only bought two books: a biography of Julia Child and a very old book called something like Into Nature that's full of gorgeous colour-plates and black and white drawings of English birds, nests and trout. Love it. But little did I know that it held a very special surprise!

Part Two tomorrow but here are some photos of the day.