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For a long time the caravan was owned by an aerialist, a trapeze artist who would travel up and down the eastern seaboard going to festivals, towing her caravan behind her. Fortunately for us some of her stuff got left behind, tucked away in little drawers and cupboards – treasure waiting to be found. Feathers, jewellery, costumes, lights, underwear, glasses, belts, stickers and even tiny mirror balls. The kids now have one hell of a dress up box.
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Today I had my first performance with the Bella Bago choir at the Choral Kaleidoscope in Port Macquarie. For the performance we had to wear black and purple with a splash of yellow. I have a favourite pair of old, black dress pants with suspenders which are not long for this world so I dug them out so they could shine once more. They have holes in them but I improvised and coloured in my leg with black texta where the holes were. I was having a lot of trouble finding a black or purple shirt until, minutes before I had to go Em fished a tight, shiny purple top from the dress up box. Perfect. The performance went well although I think everyone was upstaged by the all-male choir Blokes Notes who did some fun stuff including a Steve Taberner song that involved pulling out nose hairs with multigrips.
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“I’m grateful that I went to Bryony’s and had a nice day, and played with Morrow.”
(Confused? Look)
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