On the first Sunday of every month, Blackwood Street at Mitchelton plays host to a farmers market. It’s only a five minute drive from our place, so we’ve been there a couple of times; Ian has now gone one better than us by moving to the neighbourhood! So on Sunday, we decided to use his house as a carpark, then walk to the markets to find ourselves some breakfast.
Be honest now; does my hair always look that bad? What’s with the double sticky-up bit at the front? I mean, I can’t even blame hat-hair, or Oscar-on-top-of-shoulders hair; that was all me. What was I thinking?
Anyway; it was super hot in the sun! That didn’t stop the craving for hot food though, and between us, Kristy and I enjoyed some dim sum, coffee, and a German frankfurter before leaving. We also walked away with french bread and cheese, all of which was devoured back at Ian’s house.
An awesome way to start a Sunday morning.


Gerrod, people may only berate themselves for style choices made one or two decades ago. Not four days ago. You gotta stand by that sucker.