I always thought this cross-stitched portrait of Princess Diana was quite an odd thing to have in a book store. Which is why I like it so much. Especially given my love of cross-stitch versions of pictures. (I cross-stitched American Gothic and Starry Night and they hang in my living room.)
We went to Haymarket Cafe for coffee and actually found an empty table. A super wobbly table (as in if we'd ordered soup, we'd be wearing it), but a table nontheless.
Two coffees and a granola bar. It was SO GOOD. Chockablock with nuts, seeds and chocolate chips, and not too sweet either. Yum.
I love anything with a moustache. Except humans.
Me, in street sign form. Is it not the shortest sign you ever did see? Why? How? And also, why?
We spotted a whole bunch of knitted things on poles.
The last one is my favourite. It says "be you". Good reminder :)