My Grandparents ❤️

Happy Sunday folks!

Here is my Granny and Pa walking through Circular Quay in the 1950s during their first year of marriage.

My Pa was a writer. I like to think my love of words came from him…

Granny and Pa introduced me to Nat King Cole. Click here to see why “Unforgettable” is my favourite song of all time.

Xoxo darlo girl


Where art thou Darlo man? 💌📮

I didn’t have time to drop by a favourite local spot this week. I have an interview with one of the shop owners scheduled for next Saturday. I’ll leave the content a surprise! Are you intrigued? You should be. All good things are worth waiting for…

At least that’s what I keep telling myself. How hard is it to meet a nice man these days?! I’m grateful for the advancement of technology, but at the same time I wonder if it has made it difficult for some of us to experience the magic of the old fashioned courtship. ✨

Begone the days of letter writing and dance cards. At this very moment, I’m listening to a young man on a public train 🚂 outline his motivations to attend SEXPO. What a charmer!

I’ll admit I watch a lot of old world romance films — that’s clear from my earlier blogs. But surely there must be someone out there like me, who appreciates the same things that our grandparents did?

I think a letter/phone call means so much more than an instant text message/email. Anything that requires additional time or effort is undoubtedly more beautiful. After all, time is the most precious gift that you can give another person because you can’t get it back.

To all the singles out there don’t lower your standards! Something magical will happen when you least expect it.

Until then, keep dating and hoping.

Xoxo darlo girl

Did you know Baz Luhrmann use to live on my street? 💘