Forty four whirlwind hours in Melbourne.
My boy turned 12! Oh gosh in one more year he is a teenager!
The most wonderful Eggs Benedict for breakfast.
Shopping, exploring and hopping on and off trams.
A private tour of the houses on The Block .
Dinner and a magical ride in a horse and carriage.
Lots of fun and laughter.
Rain, rain and more rain.
An excuse to buy a pretty umbrella.
A wonderful weekend.
1 comment:
I'm late to this party. Gawd Jodie dont scare me like this, I thought heck, Jodie looks so different from when I met her ... and ... she's gone blonde!!! Then I read it. How on earth did you wangle a private tour? Good girl for barracking for the cats. I would expect no less! Haha.
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