The definition of bliss in my vocabulary………
Ive always said that if I were to write a book about Me it would be called Wide Open Spaces. You know, after the Dixie Chicks song? If seemed so fitting when I moved from the city to the country……only nothing terribly interesting has happened to warrant a book so I’ve settled for a blog……and the name was already taken so being bereft of any further bright ideas it’s now called kmcivor. And so my really uninspiring journey into the world of blogging has commenced.
The subject of this blog will be of absolutely no relevance because I don’t have any particular talents. I don’t have a flair for decorating & design, I take terrible photos and I’m often confused by politics unless I can directly relate it back to the West Wing. I do like books though and old movies and new movies if the dialogue captivates me. I like people and travel, the theatre, music and those tiny little shampoo bottles you steal from hotels.
So if you are after a guide to all the best hotels with the nicest smelling shampoo, or a detailed account of nothing in particular, welcome to my blog and consequently, the inner workings of my muddled mind.
P.S the Sebel Citigate Albert Park.