Sunshine on my shoulders

Spring hasn't just sprung in Sydney. On Saturday it smashed into the city like the Terminator in charge of a Mack truck. Winter is no more. Absolutely gone. Rozelle Markets on Saturday was full of bare shoulders, floaty dresses and brightly coloured pedicures which have been hidden away for months.

Luckily for me, four of these lovely vintage glasses had also been hidden away patiently waiting for me to come and find them and take them off the stallholder's hands for $10. They came home with me, as did two of the dishes with the Australian coat of arms on them, that must be a hangover from colonial times as they were made in England.

The glasses were put to good use over the weekend, as they were filled with iced water all Saturday afternoon before being toasted with crisp white wine for our first barbecued dinner of the season. The Husband is old-school when it comes to barbecues - it's charcoal in a deep kettle-style barbecue all the way - and cooks a very fine shoulder of lamb.

Happy, sunny days.

If you're reading this...
Stephie, my local shop only stocks the straws in grey otherwise I'd happily buy The Child bright ones! I'm not that mean! I don't think...

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