A Wee Shop In Berlin

Hi there Pals, how are you?

Good? Well? spiffing? Wonderful?

Charming, glad we've got that out of the way. I myself am fine and well also I'll have you know and thought it was about time I posted something so that you could tell that I haven't been eaten by gigantic turtles and wolves(because that's what happens when you travelling. DUH?!?).

So when I was recently in Berlin, (that is so crazy that I can say that, geez!) I found this wonderful shop that if I was rich and it wasn't 10 o'clock at night, would have gone in and bought way too many things for my own good; so maybe it's good that I'm penniless and tend to go shopping way to late at night.

All I could do was take photo's and wish I was somehow rich enough to spend money on such things, but enough Katie, you're boring the readers!!!

The Name of the shop is

So if you are ever in Berlin get the S-Bahn to Hackescher Markt Station and you can window shop to you're eyes content.

So here's some photo's

Crown Making

Hello there, a little while ago Iona, Gem and I made some crowns and made a video to show you how to as well! Hope you like it! xx

Here are the Final results!

What's the use of being self-conscious?

The other day I caught a bus on which the bus driver was singing along to the radio. Rather than thinking that she was odd I thought that it was wonderful how joyful she seemed, which does not often happen among bus drivers. Rather than listening to my iPod for the hours trip I decided to listen to the drivers music instead. Her joy seemed to envelope the whole bus and I heard multiple people singing along under their breath. So why don't we sing in public all the time? I don't because I think people will think that I'm weird. But truth be told I am weird. Besides I will probably never see any of those people again so why does it matter? Imagine if everyone sang in the streets, talked to strangers and laughed openly at every funny thought they had. Don't you think the world would be a better, happier place? My advice? Next time you feel like singing at the top of your lungs; do it. The chances are you will make peoples day a happier one. Even if you don't you'll still have something funny to tell your friends about!

Kawaii

I made a sweet little card, all cutesy and kawaii, I think it looks very pretty.

I used some felt tip pens, glue, some pretty paper and some photos that I took with my groovy cousins in a photo booth not very long ago.

xx chums out! xx

Quote of the Day

Quote of the Day

There's a story here that I think must be told, because if it's not then the quote does appear quite obscure and though still funny, a little too odd for anyone hoping to understand what goes on in my often wonderfully weird and random mind, when eating food.

so here goes...

A couple of weeks ago, Iona, Gem (I really should include her seeing as she was there) and myself were at a restaurant eating pizza, not because we are hip rad sisters (Which we actually are) out on the town eating gourmet pizza but because our families are close and often like to share the joys of food together.

Iona was telling me about an episode of Bear Grylls where he takes Jonathan Ross out into the wild and she likened the piece of pizza I was eating to the cave that they camped in when they spent the night. I got distracted and forgot about the about the pizza cave and before i could stop myself I had eaten the cave AND Jonathan Ross (who was doubling as a piece of rocket), but... Bear Grylls escaped! At which I exclaimed!

"Oh no, I accidentally just ate Jonathan Ross... Bear Grills escaped though. He's a real nature man."

By the way, This is Katie not Iona who is writing this even though it says Iona Woodland
(chummy has stolen my work, Meany xx)

                                                                               

Travels...Not Long Now!

Howdy Chums

how are we all? Good? Good. Moving along.

I have another blog now for travel which is exciting, ja!

Of course I will still post on here as usual but you can get more of me (Yay) on the other blog aswell.

Such Fun! xx

It's called Keeping up with Katie

keepingupwithkatieg.blogspot.com

Exciting, no?

I'm getting more European, as I will be mingling with the germans very shortly.

So I am now saying, no? after everything xx

I live very dangerously as you can probably already tell xx

Cheerio Chums

Winter Chills

Sometimes you have these weeks that are full of crazy fun stuff and you realise that life is full of fun and games and it just couldn't be better. 

And then for some reason or another you get a week which is really just dreadful. 

Nothing seems to work out and although you try and keep yourself busy it seems as though you are stuck in some sort of emotional cold fridge and can't get out. 

In these weeks you feel continuously cold and chilly, your feet never seem to warm up even though you are wearing forty-five pairs of woollen socks, and you hair all week seems to look lank and sad even though you wash it all the time. 

I don't know whether to blame it on the incoming winter weather or just my own emotional whirlwind tornado that is destructing my limp being.

For probably good survival reasons, the winter months make us want to curl up infront of a warm fire with some dark chocolate to dip into our tea and pretty much either sleep the wintery days away or just lie there infront of the fire doing nothing until spring gets going.

Now don't get me wrong, I love winter, the mist, that when you drive through late at night is like sheets of weird and wonderful clouds that afterwards make the air apear so fresh and clear, and my birthday's in winter so that can't be a bad thing.

And I love all those things that you get to do in winter like walks in gumboots with so so many wooly layers on that you looks like a weird material tree just bumbling along; and the fact that you can roast marshmallows and drink so much tea that a lot of your day turns into running for the toilet.

It's just that sometimes the cold doesn't work in your favour and you're

left feeling a little mopey and confused. 

And I think this is ok, it would just be nice for it to go away and leave me able to enjoy the chill and apple cakes to myself.

Love always Katie xx

My Room

This is my room,
It's snug and warm and has a bunk bed with a little snug underneath where I sit and read Pride and Prejudice. 

 It has lots of socks and lanterns and a cat that leaves her long hair everywhere. 

Love Katie xx

A Spoonful of Sugar Helps the Medicine Go Down

Movie Of the Week...

This weeks movie of the week is Mary Poppins. 

Set in England in the Early 1910's, the film contains not only catchy uplifting songs about 'Feeding Birds' and 'Rights for Women,' but also lovely nonsensical words like supacalafragalisticexpialidosious, what's not to love?

The mother, Winifred Banks is a suffragette which is really very uplifting and although the father, Mr Banks is quite boring and dull, he does seem kind, in a strict sort of way.

Jane and Michael are perfectly charming, Michael's expressions of surprise do steal the show though, but not as much as the lead, Julie Andrews (one of my favourite  actresses of all time) as Mary Poppins. Not many heroines can pull off being severely duck-footed and a bit pompous and proud (see 'practically perfect in every way...), but you still love her. The fact that she has a thoroughly amazing carpet bag that not only contains a rather large mirror but also a lamp and a hatstand is really quite impressive, and she CAN fly, which in my book is always an added bonus when it comes to nannies.

One particular highlight of the film is when all the nannies get blown away and go flying down the street upside down and spread eagled with very amusing expressions of surprise on their faces.

bert is as always lovely, though very wacky; but there's nothing wrong with that.

 I thoroughly suggest watching this film if one is feeling down or having a day on the couch with a cup of cocoa, or feeling very sick. It will make you feel a lot better.

10/10 victorian nannies

Love Katie xx

A rap about lanky lads

lanky lads are so rad

they're not like our mum or dad

they're really hip

 their really cool 

...even if they're a bit.... sweaty....

Break out to Jam jar love

yeah,

this goes out to the children of babylon

who probably don't know whats join' on

 our raps are shit we shouldn't post them online

'cos they're not nearly as cool as a zine.

The End.

that's all we have...

An Apology

so I think it's safe to say that I am the worst at this, because I hardly ever blog, which really does makes me a bit of a grade One A-Hole! 

But this is a new leaf, I am truly going to try harder and blog more and try (hopefully not unsuccessfully) to blog much more often than I ever have done. xx

I have found out in just writing this short sentence that, since leaving the wonder-full world of school my spelling has slid down a slippery slope of unknowns and life's confusions, so steep that words such as wonderful and delicious are clinging on for dear life in the hope that I won't turn into a complete Guppy!

My dear friends Iona and Tara and I are all travelling the globe this year in search of some warm weather, sunny smiles, beautiful photographs and foreign boys (wink wink) in the hope that we might find a bit of ourselves that we didn't know was there.

Although we are not all travelling together, we will all travel together through our blog. This is our plan.

So before we set off, lets gear ourselves for some scrummy adventures, filled with lots of un-Australian sand and Pommy tea!

I say, Pip Pip!

P.s I leave you with a wonderful moment from pretty in pink....

Make something, week three.

Quilt

It has been a long ambition of mine to learn to quilt. This week I taught myself the basics from a very 80's quilting book. I made up the pattern, this is what it looked like...