Starfish, mates and a little bit of drag....

We have been 'holidaying' on the northern beaches the last four days, and a fair whack of joy farming has been going on....thursday afternoon spent sitting at Church Point eating peanuts out of the shell and hanging out with great friends. Friends good enough to listen to and take advice from (without them even knowingly offering it), wise, funny, tuned in friends....I shared a bit of freedom farm produce with A-Ruth-A and she shared a lot of laughter and clarity with me (as well as some great books - aaah it was like a swap meet of literature and spine tingles):

Flex and Lucky both had sleep overs at friends places that night, so Gav and I went out and saw a great film put on by the Pittwater Community Garden - "The Economics of Happiness". A well presented and at times shocking movie about the effects of globalisation vs localisation...well worth a look. Google it. For example, did you know that many western countries import AND export THE SAME amounts of THE SAME produce!! Mental. 
Look if anything is going to create a wonderful future it is the kids, and ours all had a healthy dose of nature love the following day....beach, rockpools, underwater mermaid exploration, cool creatures and communal adventures...

Then some catch with Dad after work...and rumbles....and smiles...it really is amazing therapy being outside and playing. 

Then it was the day for us old marrieds to have a 'date night'. How cheesy, but how awesome!! We stayed in a groovy hotel in the city, walked down to the Rocks, ate, went to the MCA and saw a spectacular exhibition called 'Recorders' (interactive, beautiful, exciting art which incorporates your recorded heartbeat, your shadow, your questions, your voices and even the objects in your pockets in the funny, thoughtful pieces) and then looked at the markets. Well, I looked at the markets, Gav sat in a pub and watched a celtic band while drinking a beer!
We then picked up a bottle of champagne and drank it in Max Brenner's accompanied by the most delicious Belgian waffles and chocolate...a perfect meal as far as I'm concerned!
Back to the hotel, and a spot of time in the spa making new friends...followed by a nap and then out to our midnight show: "Young, Hard and Solo" by iOTA.
Well, as always the man delighted all with his wit, his sometimes languid sometimes electric and always arresting physicality, and of course, his voice. The show was a collection of original songs, favourite covers and hits from Hedwig and Rocky Horror. iOTA slunk on stage in a grey suit, dark glasses and feathered mane, prowled around as Batman singing playground rhymes, strutted in pink high heels and sparkly hotpants screaming out Peaches, payed homage to Mamma Cass by singing 'Dream a Little Dream WHILST eating a ham sandwich (!) and ended the show rocking out with his guitar in his pyjamas.
LOVE.