Today I did more tea drinking then well a whale could ingest.

Dearest esteemed bloggers and readers,

Welcome to my new Blog. I'd like to welcome you all to the first of what I hope is to become one of many delightful little daily no lets say (weekly to start with) blogs about the life of a girl named Marigold.

As the colder months come upon us I hope you take a moment to find some time to snuggle down somewhere quietly and delight in the little piece of joy I have tried to bring to you.

Yet as I type this I am suddenly overcome with a sense of imaging you snuggling down into a comfy chair or couch in your Autumn/winter warmest. The sound of a warm fire crackling in the background along with the smell of your dinner cooking. An animal snuggling up at your feet or in your lap. This all whilst you read my Blog.

Now that I've managed to paint such a joyful and delightful image I hope to be able to see you all reading my Blog soon. Take care and for now I will leave you all with this.

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Today as I sat drinking my 3rd cup of tea in the space of what I can only say was a half hour I began to realise it was getting cooler. I thought ok it's a Hobart Autumn Saturday 1pm and its about 12 degree outside, (according to my fancy phone). I went and got a warmer cardigan on and then came back to my computer. Then I needed the toilet.

3 cups of tea can do some business to your bladder. I'm telling you. It's like it's crying out stop. No more, I'll brake and burst like the braking of a beaver dam.

Moral of the story is tea makes you go potty more than most drinks.

All my Saturday best until I blog again with interesting stories, quotes, notes, etc from the life of one small Hobart Girl to the rest of the Bigger Badder, Bolder interweb worlds.

xx Goldy