Yay- Winters here. Not.

You know how people love winter? They get excited about the chill in the air? Well that is not me. I hate winter. Yep- hate it. I get no joy from the bloody chill in the air, I hate the rain (no I don't care how good it is for the garden) and to be honest wearing boots and big jumpers is not my idea of a good time. Right about now you are probably wondering then why I would choose to go skiing. That would be because I am a little bit pretentious. Only joking- no one had better have agreed with that. I enjoy skiing because the snow is made for the cold. There are good heaters, there are places to put your coat, you can wear a beanie no matter how daggy it looks and it is quite alright and acceptable to wear your ugg boots everywhere.

So today it was cold. I work in Kalamunda where it is colder than cold. Infact in the morning the temperature dips usually by about 5 degrees by the time I get to work. I was underprepared with a basic school girl error. I had cold feet. You look around and every hillbilly (I mean that nicely) had their boots and socks on. I forgot.  So here are my tips to survive winter.

Layers- Layers are your friend. If you layer correctly you can still wear your super cute spring clothes. I always have on leggings, and singlet and a long sleeve Metalicus top under my clothes. Metalicus is a god send in winter, because it is fine and warm, and it goes under anything.

 I like one with a 3/4 sleeve- better for under jumpers or other tops.

Speaking leggings, Bonds are always good, you can buy them at the supermarket and get them in different lengths so if you are wearing a skirt you can go 3/4, but I may have been known to wear my Skins as leggings. I discovered this when I was marathon training. They not only aid recovery but all that lycra means one tight, firm smooth butt. Winning on all levels!

They may be expensive- but check out that lycra! Or whatever they call that stuff they are made from.

Embrace your inner scarf- Scarves are an absolute winner. My friend passed on the tip to me that as long as you change your scarf you can wear the same base outfit everyday. Genius. Scarves can keep your neck warm, your shoulders warm, or act as a nice little rug to place over your knees. I tend to wear a lot of black so I go for some colours (but not too much colour). You must have a nice big black scarf and a chunky one like this one from Sussan 

              Oh and of course a Fremantle Dockers Scarf.

There are a kazillion ways to tie a scarf, check out Pintrest for ideas. Some of them are a bit naff, but others are cute.

Just a little tip though- Scarves and necklaces don't mix. Those little buggers get caught in everything.

Embrace you inner Kate Middleton- and buy a coat. Coats are the bomb. They can keep you toasty, and they can hide a crap outfit underneath. They are also the best option if you are going out for dinner and want to wear a sexy little frock. I'm digging this coat from Witchery

It's $399, but coats as long as they are classic are a good investment.  Sussan has some cheaper ones. I have no words for how much I love this pink one.

The only down side to coats is that it is a little hard to wear your hand bag, especially is you have a shoulder bag. First world problem I know- but still a problem.

Footwear- I have four words. Long boots, black ankle boots, brown ankle boots and Ugg boots. Done.

 My life would be complete with these.

Here is also a tip - buy your boots a half size bigger so you can wear you thick hiking socks underneath. Remember what Nanna says- if your feet are arm, everything is warm.

Hats- Nanna also would have said that if you head is warm, everything else is warm. Well Nanna is correct, but to be honest I am not a big lover of winter hats. I think they look...stupid. Wear a hat if you must, but in my opinion Berets belong in France. On old seedy french men in striped t-shirts who paint with cigarettes hanging out of their mouths. Beanies are ok for the weekend, sport, camping, skiing or if you are under 12.

Witchery  have some cute ones, including the faux leather hat thing

 and Sportsgirl have more hats and beanies than you could wear in 20 winters.

Wear your exercise gear to bed. Yes you heard. Unless your tip to keeping warm in winter is to gain a few kilos- you still need to exercise. It is hard to get out of bed at 5am any morning but the cold makes it even worse. I go to bed in my running pants, sports bra and top in winter. All I need to do it pop on my shoes, a jumper, pop my eyes in and brush my teeth and I am good to go. For exercising I really prefer proper sporting brands like Nike, but go to Gloria Jeans, sorry Lorna Jane, if you must. There stuff is good for walking, and they do know how to put an outfit together. lulu lemon are also pretty cool, but also pretty pricey.

                                 This would work.  

In order to make rain, God has to suck the moisture out of everything else. So that means in Winter you will have dry lips, dry skins and dry hair. You will need lots of lip balm- I like Elizabeth Ardens 8 hour cream, or good old fashioned Blistex. I don't do Lucas Papaw Ointment myself, but lots do.

The good thing about Papaw Ointment and 8 Hour Cream is that you can use it on your nose when it gets all sore from your cold. You must also have more than 1 lip balm. You will lose them all.

My dry skin also gets drier. I have issues removing myself from the shower in the morning when it is cold, so I am going to use the Nivea In shower lotion. It will give me an extra few minutes in the shower in the morning.  

So the good things about winter? You can eat pies at the football, and you can stay in bed on the weekends in your tracky. Yep. Thats about it. Oh and my mum will invite us over for dinner and she will make Lamb Shanks. And her lamb shanks are gooooood.

all images are via the clothes websites, and if there are more spelling and grammar mistakes than usual. I'm sorry. I'm tired and hungry. I'm not myself when I'm hungry.

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I have a few major issues in my life. They are (in no particular order) and yes I know they are first world issues.

• My butt which I want to be little, but it wants to be big
• My food infatuation. Why must I love fatty food and not fruit and veg?
• My shopping addiction. (Whilst I am on that one, does anyone want to come over and clean up my wardrobe for me?)
• My hair.

I don't really know where to start with my hair, but just let me say, it is the bane of my life. I have curly hair. Well not really curly and not really wavy anymore. It is in-between. Which means I can not leave it to its own devices. It must be done. Or put up with lots of hairspray. And it used to be thick. Well let me tell you when you get older your hair gets thinner. No one EVER told me that.

My hair was awesome in the 80's because with a little bit of Loreal Studio Line Gel and a hairdryer I had the most amazing scrunched hair.

Remember this from the 80's? The ULTIMATE in hair products.

 Yep I had a spiral perm with out the perm. The ladies in the hairdryer would look at me with serious hair envy when I left the hair dresser. I really should have embraced that brief period of time because it was brief and my time of easy hair was done. GHD has made my life somewhat bearable, but lets just say my hair in its natural state can scare people. 

" Gee- you really do put in work with your hair don't you?" May have been said to me by a friend when she saw me first thing in the morning. I look at people who say " I am just going to air dry my hair today" with daggers. I want to punch them.

So when I was asked to trial a hair product to say I was excited is an understatement. If there is one thing I love more than trying new products it is trying new products that are send to me.  I have more hair stuff in my bathroom that it well lives in another bathroom. With my makeup.

So my hair is coloured (has been since I was 13 and my aunt and my mum coloured my hair with a home frosting kit. Don't ask what my natural colour is, I am no idea), it is wavy, curly. It goes ridiculously frizzy ( I can predict the weather) and doesn't grow very fast. 

The product I was sent was Loreal Vitamino Color. I don't think this product is new but WOW. This stuff is pretty damn fine.

In the name of good trialling I washed and conditioned (you don't need much conditioner) and then towel dried, popped in a bit of de frizzing serum and blow dried. I ran the GHD through very lightly.  I then gave it a light spray with hairspray. I know I know, it sounds Nanaish but don't under estimate the power of the hairspray.

The result? Smooth, shiny and bouncy hair, with body and shine. My colour looked pretty damn good as well (Although it must be said my hair dresser Ruth is amazing) It looked WOW. Just WOW.

Check me out! Also feel free to check out my amazing new glasses. They are Tiffany and have pretend diamond flowers on the side. I am in love.

                              

I wore it to work and someone ran their fingers through my hair. They said " I'm sorry- I just had to touch it." People made comments about my hair. The man at Liqourland called me beautiful (well maybe thats a slight fib, he may have said beautiful in reference to the fact that the payment was approved but whatever). I felt like Beyonce walking with my own personal fan in front of me.

The clean soft feeling lasted for 4 days and then I washed again. 

I think I have fallen in love. With my hair. Well played Loreal, well played.

Image of me by me, image of products via Pinterest.

Lets discuss that word "Glamping"...

 Glamping is like unicorns or yummy gluten free cakes. It does not exist. There is no such thing as glamorous camping. I think it was a name made up by husbands trying to convince their wives that they could have just as much fun camping as they would in a 5 star hotel. " Come glamping" they say. " It is just like camping- only glamorous." I call liar on that one. An air bed, Nespresso machine and all the good chocolate and champagne in the world does not equal glamour.

This is me, when I had to sweep the tent for the millionth time.

Last week I went on my annual camping trip (the word glamping is officially done- even spellcheck knows its not real- it keeps autocorrecting to clamping). I go with some fab friends and the kids. Last year was my maiden camping journey and although most were sceptical as my previous camping experience was a 4 Star hotel, I survived and had a rather fab time. 

This year we were heading down south to Busso. That's Busselton to those of you who are not locals. I love down south. Normally I love it because we stay in a warm cosy hotel, go to wineries, eat way too much food, and sleep in a snuggly warm bed. (The weather is slowly getting colder, so warm is a bit of a priority). So lets go through the stages of camping. (Yes it's a list. You know I love lists)

1. What to pack. Easy, I can sum it up in one word. Bonds. Leggings, tracky, t-shirt and jumpers. Done.

So much Bonds- so little time.

Don't bother with jimmy jammies. You will be either a. too drunk, or b. too cold to get changed.

2. Emma's camping essentials- A tent that pops up itself (more on that later), wine, air beds (with an adaptor that fits- JUSTIN!!!- that comment is for you), wine, WARM bedding, an electric frypan,beer, Nespresso Machine, esky, champagne, broom, champagne, extension cords, wine, power board, chairs and maybe some champagne.

3. Once the car is packed - Get your husband to do that- you are on your way! Ensure you have some great tunes on your iPhone because the wireless with cut out somewhere past Bunbury and aint no one got time for regional radio.

The Girls are off!

Now this part is very important- you MUST decide which road house will be stopping at on the way. This not only breaks up the trip (and provides a toilet stop), but also provides the ultimate in road trip food. The Crumbed Chicken and Cheese sausage, with a Red Creaming Soda chaser. Yes you read that correctly. I love the above mentioned sausage. Like really love. So I only allow myself one on trips that involve passing a road house.

The chips are Indi's. 

4. Get to the camp site, and find your spot. Now this is where my husband is very smart. He always comes down the following day, leaving me to set up the tent. Fortunately I am very good at looking helpless and confused so a lovely nice man comes and helps me - whoops I mean I am good at  putting up a tent. A big thank you also needs to go to the lovely man in the caravan next to me who offered me a hammer. He told me that hammering in the tent pegs with Indi's Havianas, was not going to cut it.

 This is not a posed shot, I did actually put this baby up. With a little bit of help from my new camping friends. Everyone is super friendly when you camp.

5. Take note of the name of the camping site. Ours was called Sandy Bay. And man, they were not lying. There was bloody sand everywhere. Even the lady who worked reception was called Sandy. (I am aware it is really called Sandy Bay because that is the name of the bay-but bloody hell THAT MUCH SAND!!) Sand is the devil of camping. Maybe thats why you drink so much when you are camping. It is the only thing that takes away the pain of all that sand.

Sand, sand, everywhere. Oh and the tent that I built. You will notice how clever I was and used my car shade as a door mat. Seasonal campers know to have mats, and tarps. The mat belongs to Claire. The cask of wine is all mine.

6. The hard work is all over, and there is now nothing to do but eat, go to the beach, eat, do puzzles, read, eat,watch movies on the iPad, talk and yell at the kids. Life is good.

7. You will eat a lot on these trips because there is really nothing else to do. The french Patisserie lady came around in her van at Breaky time. Almond Croissant anyone? And of course there was the Mr Whippy van

   This little beauty is a chocolate rocket. Say no more. It may or may not come with a dose of Listeria, but that is the chance you take with soft serve.

We ate very well- pasta bakes, a roast made in the WeberQ, tandoori chicken, (made in the WeberQ), sandwiches and nibbles galore. It is important at this stage to clarify that food on camping trips has no calories what so ever. So eat away. It is also a plus if you have a shop nearby where you can buy your food for the day. Yay for IGA.

8. Can we talk negatives? It gets bloody cold. I mean cold. Like Super cold. Night time was leggings, tracky, socks, jumper, beanie and two donnas. Rugging up is vital. 

               I was so cold I even wore my ski trip jumper. 

Those tents are not sound proof in anyway shape or form. You can hear everything. And I mean everything. On the first night I heard the people in the tent behind me yelling at their child who vomited in the tent and husbands snoring. This is an issue. I get mad that my own husband snores, let alone someone else's.

Toilets are a long, long way a way. Awful in the middle of the night. When it is cold. And your bladder is full. And did I mention it was cold?

The symphony of zips. The only way in and out of a tent ( and to keep the ducks out) is zips. The sounds of night time in a camping site is zips, oh and a bloody dripping tap especially when you are busting to go to the toilet.

Other people's conversations. I wonder to this day why Ruby was so naughty, what those men were arguing over, and if they decided to have the chocolate doughnut or meat pie for breakfast. (Pie- is there ever any question?).

Mothers who are staying in Villas who send their kids out at 6am in the morning so they scooter around the park, so they can sleep in. Bugger the poor campers who are not only cold, busting to go to the toilet, who have been up all night listening to other peoples husbands snoring. Go and wake up the peasants.

                       

So to sum it up. Camping is the bomb. The kids love it, the adults love it and just everyone loves it. There is something awesome about not having to do your hair, or makeup (but still mascara, mascara does not count as make up- it is an essential like food and shelter) for a few days. Everyone is relaxed and so much fun. You can be silly (we all decided to give ourselves new names. I renamed myself Rose' after my favourite wine) and not have a care in the world, and I am not going to believe I am saying this- but soak in the absolute beauty of the world. I honestly believe that if I said " I can't believe how big the ocean is" one more time, I may not have made it home.

                     

                                  How's the serenity?

The Real Product Endorsements of Melbourne

I haven't blogged about The Real Housewives of Melbourne for a while because to be honest, not much has happened. We are currently at Episode .. um actually I have not idea what episode and they are still fighting about what they were fighting about in episode everysinglebloodyone.

So where to start - basically what you have missed is that Gina (she of the drag queen look) is fighting with basically everybody. Andrea is writing a book about how hard is it to be a working mum. Hiring and finding the right nanny on top of having to write them checklists is SUCH a hard job. Poor love. Lydia is just saying WOOOW, and talking about money and her snow house. At the risk of sounding nasty it is just a little townhouse in the snow. She also makes lots of sexual innuendoes. Her husband must be thrilled Janet keeps having plastic surgery, Jackie and her rock star husband are bringing out a brand of vodka. Le Mascara. Just don't pronounce it mascara because thats not how it said. They are on to it though. The have the name, the box, the artwork just not the drink yet. They sort of forgot about that. Whoops. Shine,Shine, Shine ! And then we have the lovely smart Chyka. She has successfully managed to plug her business and every single brand, or company they represent, whilst also coming across as being delightful. Maybe thats because she hasn't been in it much.

I read last week that the show has had to have some emergency re editing, because some of the girls were coming across really badly. When I say really, I mean really. Andrea and Lydia especially were two pieces of nastiness that would put a Year 9 girl to shame. You see it all began when Andrea had a tennis party. Gina was late, she put fake tan all over her..towels.. and wore high heels on her tennis court. That is dumb, I give Andrea that one. Anyway then it would appear that she called Andrea the c word. Whoops. Horrible word that one, but you now what they say if it looks like a duck and quacks like a duck...

Andrea wants an apology and has done for about 100 episodes. Lydia is a little bit umm shall we say dim, so she on Andrea's side. So thats it, we are up to date. Oh except for the kazillion product placement endorsements that have been going on. Honestly that show has more to plug than The Block, and thats NOT including the need to plug Andrea and Lydia's mouths.

So the poor producers needed to do something because otherwise no one will be going to Liberty Belle to have their work done. So this episode the main star was ......Chyka. 

It began with Chyka and Janet going shopping in David Jones,they were walking in their very high totally not for shopping shoes which was lucky because David Jones has this AMAZING personal shopper you can hire for the day. The tried on Alexander Mc Queen (what DJ's stock designer???), Camilla, blah, blah blah and drank champagne while they told each other how wonderful they looked. Annnnnd we have just watched a 5 minute commercial for D.J's.

Chyka must be struggling to get her exercise in because in the next scene she is walking to Jackies. She is going to help her and her rock star husband with their brand. They are looking at boxes for the non existent alcohol. Jackie is not flustered because she has her angels. But then the angels must be going to visit someone else because then she does get anxious. Damn those angels. Never there when you want them.

Chyka then decides she needs to promote another if the business she is working for, sorry I mean Chyka decides she needs to get the girls who hate each other together to go shopping. That always works. They can bond over homewares. The girls get in a limo. (am I the only one that gets car sick in a limo) drink champagne and talk in their high society voices, and struggle to put their hands in front of their crotches so they don't flash their knockers, sorry knickers.

Andrea and Gina don't talk and just reapply their makeup. They get to the amazing shop. Lydia says WOOW, Gina invites them all to a party, but not Andrea. Then Lydia tells Andrea so Andrea invites all the girls (except for Gina) to her party. Hers will be better because they will do shots. 

The Janet visits Jackie who is visiting Ben in the recording studio because her must have a new album coming out. 

Andrea- have you forgotten your spanxs?

Gina is lonely so she meets up with the Australian version of the Millionaire Match maker. Ummm has Arena got a new show? She arranges a blind date, Gina says just make sure he doesn't has thumbs that stick out. (HUH?) or a saliva problem (double HUH?). To save me time she does go on a date with him in a restaurant and he has no thumb or saliva issues.

So where are we???? Oh Chyka has a dog party. Yep you read that right. Do we really need to discuss it? OK, they dressed the dogs up in costumes. I don't need to take that any further.

Oh I almost forgot , we also met Lydia's slave, sorry BEST HOUSE FRIEND.  My BHF is called  Dyson. She does everything for Lydia who hasn't done any house work for 20 years. Lydia is having people over so she wants really clean windows, and she want her BHF to get some champagne out of the wine cellar. Yawn I have a wine cellar. It's called Dan Murphys. 

So the highlight of the night for me was when the girls went to the Emirates Melbourne Cup Party, where the girls got super annoyed because Brynne Edlestone was there. They moved away from her, and Lydia said.. "WE ARE THE STARS." Oh dear. WOOOW

" But I'm the star!!!"

Then Janet and Gina had a big fight and realised they couldn't be friends anymore. 

So now no one likes Gina (who, may I say, her fake tan was looking dreadful), and everyone is on the side of Lydia ("I am not brainless"- babe you think the Louve is in London), Andrea ("writing checklists and speaking this slow is really hard"), Jackie ("I'm a psychic and my husband is a rock star") and Janet (" when someone throws rocks I make them into diamonds"- Honestly Janet, that makes no sense). Chyka is on no one side because she is a very, very clever business woman.

There you go- I have saved you an hour of your life. Next week is the final episode and then there is the reunion special. Hosted by the gayest straight man in the world- Alex Perry. Well the gayest straight man in the world next to Brucie ( Chyka's Husband).

* all images via the wonder web site that is Pinterest.

A little bit about Perth

I was having a look at the number of views my blog has had (in case you are curious the blog about Miranda Kerrs boobs won) and I decided to see where my readers are coming from. I was somewhat excited to see that I have readers from the US, the UK, France, Colombia, South Korea and Iraq to name a few.

So a big old fashioned G'day from Australia!! For the record no one actually says that. Well unless they are from the country or on a television show made by Americans about Australia. There are also no kangaroos bouncing down the main street.

Unless of course you count these ones, which are a statues. But they are bouncing down the main street in an Arty way.

This is the Swan River. The big river on which Perth is based. I took this photo in the morning- well not this morning but the other day. I run every morning around the river in Burswood. It is totally awesome because the in the mornings if the weather is still you will usually see dolphins playing in the river. Yep. Real life dolphins. Some mornings you will also see drunk people sleeping off their hangovers from a big night out at Crown Casino- which is on the other side of where I have taken this photo.

You should also be warned that there are these scary animals with sharp teeth called Black Swans. They might look harmless but they can seriously chase you.

                                                       

The other thing to be extremely careful of is MAMIL's (Thats middle aged men in lycra.) They ride their bikes like they are competing on time trials for the Tour de France. Be especially aware of the ones in white lycra bike shorts. Your eyes will never recover.

While we are discussing water and dangerous things, Perth is home to wonderful beaches. I don't like the beach myself. Too much sand, and it gets really hot- and I can never work out quite what you do with you phone and keys when you are in the water but they are really pretty. And you can go and have a beer, or a nice white wine after. On a side note- in Perth it is quite acceptable to drink your wine with ice blocks in it. If I have said it once, I will say it again. Perth is like..really hot.

We are also having a sort of shark issue at the moment, so it can be a little bit dangerous. But hey- no one has been eaten by a shark for at least a few months. So all good!

We also play a game here called Australian Rules Football. It is very popular because basically it involves very fit men running around in short shorts. You get to eat pies, drink beer and swear like a trooper with no one judging you.

My team is the Dockers. Well actually I have two teams because I am a girl and I can.

See- fit men in tight shorts.

Another thing to know about Perth is that when it grows up it wants to be Melbourne. That is why one of the most frequently used expression is ' So Melbourne." We particularly use this in reference to coffee and food. We love our coffee in Perth, so much so that being a coffee maker - sorry Barista- is a totally cool profession. Coffee is also a little pricey. $5 for a latte, or if you are super cool- a skinny long mac topped up. No cappuccinos for us! You judge a food place on their coffee and your venues of choice are either, Fremantle for the hippies- (organic coffee anyone?), Leederville and Mt Lawley for the hipsters (organic, soy and paleo for them), and Victoria Park for the normal people. (Just a mocha for me thanks). Oh there is also Subiaco. If you live in Subi you go to Brew Ha. This is the place where the stay at home mums go so their kids can run around and annoy everyone else for a while and the retired people go for their brew. (Hi Mum and Dad).

               This is Mt Lawley. Home of the cool people

Just a word of warning- On a Saturday morning any cafe becomes a meeting place for every singly MAMIL (see paragraph 10). After their exhausting ride of taking up all the roads so no one can pass them, they then fill up every bloody cafe in Perth where they only have a black coffee. 

We have exhibitions in shopping centres. This one is in Enex100. It is the dresses from Sex and the City. This complex has up market stores. And the food hall has really yummy Indian food.

This is the green cactus. I like it. It is -well- green.

This is Indi standing in the water thing. It is like a maze of water fountains that go on and off systematically. It is very cool. It is also a bit of marketing genius- because without fail you will start off telling your kids they can't go in there, they will nag until they you can't be bothered fighting anymore, you give in, your kids will get soaking wet, you will have to pop into the shops and buy a towel, some new clothes and knickers. (or was that just me)

 We found the Easter bunny because today there was kids stuff to do.  He wasn't very happy about being in the cage, but I guess it could have be worse. He could have been in a stew. Or a pie.

You can go shopping. We found a actual real life book shop. With real books that you could hold.

We found another Easter Bunny. He was a little embarrassed though because they were forcing him to walk around with a girl with blue hair. Well I am assuming thats why he didn't hand out ANY FEAKIN EASTER EGGS.

When you walk through the train station you get to what it called "The Perth Cultural Centre". It is full of culture like the Ben and Jerry's ice cream caravan and today there was a man in a space suit dancing to disco music. There is also the Library, the Museum and the Art Gallery.

This is the musical playground, which is outside the Museum. You have to fight the adults off the equipment so the kids can play.

I just added this in because the colour of the sky was amazing today. This is AUTUMN. It was around 27c degrees and there was not a cloud in the sky.

 The Art Gallery Gift shop has some fab stuff in it. Everytime we go in Indi has to touch everything. Unfortunately I never buy her anything. ( I have been a mother for 20 years and a teacher for 15. Those faces just don't work on me)

This is a restaurant called the GreenHouse. It is covered in plants, is very eco friendly and is where cool people go.Hell they even have free compost at the door. I went their once with my mum and they kicked us out after one coffee, because they wanted people in for lunch. I felt like Julia Roberts in Pretty Women. They wouldn't wait on me.

If you are hungry you should probably not try to go to Jamies. (That's Jamie Olivers restaurant.) You see you can never get into the bloody place. Indi and I decided to go this afternoon. At 3:30. We were told it was a 45minute wait. Seriously who the bloody hell goes for lunch at 3:30??? This is as close as we get every time.

                                                                                 
This was the end of our adventure. The train home, which can be a big adventure on it's own. You see I live in a nice suburb, close to the city, but apparently 80% of all crime in Perth happens on this train line. You also never quite know what you might see on the train. Today there was nothing except for everybody trying not to look at anyone else. It is sort of like being in a lift. Where are you meant to look??

So there you have it. A quick visit of my home town. But I have just remembered I forgot the iconic thing in Perth.

The Bell Tower. It is a tower. With Bells. Nope I have no idea why you would want to see it either.

* Please excuse the image of the swans. I have no idea what happened to the layout.

** Images via Pinterest and my phone.