I have no calendar at home (the Bureau of Meteorology calendar is at the office, being deservedly admired). Tonight I finally fell victim to the perfect storm of calendarlessness, frustration, having-better-things-to-do and it being past my bedtime. I seized upon an A3 sketchpad, a whiteboard marker and freehanded sketches of some of my favourite things:

Calendar: 2010 March-June

The beauty of drawing your own calendar a quarter of the way through the year is that it substantially reduces the scope of the exercise. The first two pages are now stuck to cupboard doors in the kitchen. They may attract colour if I ever wander through there with a coloured pencil, which is not entirely unlikely.