Knock, knock? Who’s there? Rainbow. Rainbow who? Violet, Indigo, Blue, Green, Yellow, Orange, Red. -50 if you scratch your head. -100 + a reminder to indulge in classy humour if you get the joke. hehe. With my … Continue reading Dreaming in Colour ft. Melbourne
Before I begin yapping about sunshine and daisies, here’s a riddle to invigorate the braincell(singular). What act of philanthropy does one indulge in while deep watering the lawn? -10 if you say Earthworm welfare(sillysillysilly) -50 if you say caring for the environment. +100 if you say empowering the grassroots. hehehehehe….. Do not jab the blogger with grass. I repeat, do not jab the blogger with … Continue reading Touching Grass ft. Queen Victoria Gardens
The Melbourne Museum is a testament of how far living beings have come; From starting out as a molecule of protein to defying Death and all of his friends for fun, the museum encapsulates this very phenomenon in a single exhibit. Hehe. When I stumbled out of the tram and landed at the gates of the Melbourne Museum, the first thing that I saw was … Continue reading Museum Mayhem: The Melbourne Museum
….Once held a parade, T’was a real spectacle, A pantomime, a charade. Where the Skywalkers walked, And Darth Vader did wade, Into a wisdom of wombats, Who held a masquerade. Roses, roses, plushes galore, Why is Ms Yours Truly, Being shown the door? hehe…. With that poetic tomfoolery behind us, Imma take ye wee folks on two very contrasting trips. Whenever I visit a new … Continue reading A Playground Far, Far Away
Before we begin our penultimate hike route, here’s a pictorial story about how Elster Creek got its name. After years of presiding over elemental forces and ruling the kingdom of Arendelle, Elsa and Anna decided to retire and live out their old age in a more southern climate. Armed with sparkly gowns and Sven, the sisters sledded their way past latitudes and found themselves in … Continue reading Bay Walk: Elwood and Elster Creek
Alright, before I begin babbling about my latest (and only) hike, Imma treat ye wee hikers with a freshly caught riddle. What is a Little Penguin’s favourite thriller show? -10 if you say Shark Tank. -20 if you say something like Whale Wars.(Or The Aquarium) +100 if you say Bay-ts Motel. Disclaimer: This blogger is not responsible for devices thrown into your nearest water body…. … Continue reading Bay Walk: Middle Brighton and North Brighton
And that is a wrap. Until Next Time, Sea Ya! hehehehehe….. Clichéd title reference: √ My trip to Melbourne was largely impulse driven. It was a trip where I’d wake up in the morning, hit the streets and then simply let my whims do the guiding, so when my mum left me to my own devices on a Wednesday morning, I told her that I’d … Continue reading Bay Walk: Brighton Beach
As we come to the final chapter of the Melbourne Catwalk series, let’s begin with a bit of reading comprehension from the love story that comes second to all others….Drumroll!!!! hehe…. All right, here we go…. After the events of the Twilight Saga, the Cullens decided to unwind with a tea party. The tea was made, the tables were set, now all that was left … Continue reading The Melbourne Catwalk: Dusk
Are ones which come along with your monthly pocket money. hehe…. Disclaimer: The above joke does not aim to cause head injury due to banging ones head against the wall. Nor does it aim to cause damage to any electronic gadgets which might have been thrown, owing to frustration at a certain blogger with a poor sense of humour. hehehehe…. Awright, let’s get this blog … Continue reading Postcards of Joy-1
What does the night hide? Darkness and uncertainty, But what of the peace? What of the healing? Respite, from the day’s trials The silent prayers, The sweet, hidden smiles, The liberating tears. The night, is alive. -Yours truly. Now why would anyone name their offspring, “Yours truly”? It rhymes with brocolli. hehe…. Sentimental poetry √ Rubbish humour √ Right, now that we’ve got the first … Continue reading City of Joy: Night Mode
