Now I will admit that there is nothing healthy about fudge. It is a vehicle for adding sugar, fat and lots of calories to one’s body. Also a great method of sabotaging a diet or increasing hip size. Now having said that, a great fudge discovery makes a long drive worth while.

It was so for us, driving out of town and up into the hills.  The first stop we made was just to look out over the plains – and seeing Brisbane in the distance.

deciduous, palms and firs - go figure, with Brisbane in the distance

deciduous, palms and firs – go figure, with Brisbane in the distance


At the top of one peak sits this small tourist mecca loaded with a huge variety of shops to include junk, fashion, antiques and various related fantasy items for the small fairy in your life.

one of several who you really need in your garden

one of several who you really need in your garden

I will leave out the card ready, palm reading and other fortune tellers, all of whose shops were ripe with incense.  There were cafes featuring about every kind of cuisine you might want to need. But the glorious find was this absolute great sweets shop which made fudge on the premise.

Somehow some chili chocolate, peppermint dark chocolate and double ginger wound up sneaking into a bag and coming home with us.

I think I also mentioned that I met Jill and her husband Graeme last Sept on the Explorer heading from Southampton back to Australia. She was working on cross-stitch which got me started again – a pattern taken from one of Stewart Moskowitz illustrations called Noah’s Submarine…


If you want to see it bigger – just click on it.

and a detail

looking out ad looking in

looking out ad looking in

Print Friendly, PDF & Email

About Holly

fiber person - knitter, spinner, weaver who spent 33 years being a military officer to fund the above. And home. And family. Sewing and quilting projects are also in the stash. After living again in Heidelberg after retiring (finally) from the U.S. Army May 2011, we moved to the US ~ Dec 2015. Something about being over 65 and access to health care. It also might have had to do with finding a buyer for our house. Allegedly this will provide me a home base in the same country as our four adult children, all of whom I adore, so that I can drive them totally insane. Considerations of time to knit down the stash…(right, and if you believe that…) and spin and .... There is now actually enough time to do a bit of consulting, editing. Even more amazing - we have only one household again. As long as everyone understands that I still, 40 years into our marriage, don't do kitchens or bathrooms. For that matter, not being a golden retriever, I don't do slippers or newspapers either. I don’t miss either the military or full-time clinical practice. Limiting my public health/travel med/consulting and lecturing to “when I feel like it” has let me happily spend my pension cruising, stash enhancing (oops), arguing with the DH about where we are going to travel next and book buying. Life is good!
This entry was posted in Cross-Stitch, Travel. Bookmark the permalink.

Leave a Reply

Your email address will not be published. Required fields are marked *

This site uses Akismet to reduce spam. Learn how your comment data is processed.