If you’ve made the journey to our new Shafto Lane Shop 9, you will have had the pleasure of meeting the little shop Pigeon who nests there 5 days a week- Leah!
This girl is fairly new to the Pigeonhole family, but she fits right in! Although she was born and bred in Perth, Leah’s parents were born in England so she grew up loving Bovril, not Vegemite. She likes to spend her days appreciating and loving the people that make her most happy, and enjoying the simple things in life. Now, there are two ways for you to get to know this lovely lady even better:
Option A: Visit her at Pigeonhole Shop 9 on Shafto Lane, Monday-Friday and have a chat face to face.
Option B: Read on, to find out all about Leah, as she answers our sweet questionnaire…

Describe yourself in a couple of words… Stubborn, bubbly and complicated.
Favourite Pigeonhole product? A long khaki green cape-like coat from Bon Marche. My all-time favourite product though would have to be a wooden bird necklace I bought from Johann nearly 3 years ago at the Bon Marche store!
Favourite era of fashion? The swinging 60’s and my mum’s fashion when she was my age. She was a Mod in London wearing stovepipes, winkle pickers (pointy flats/heels) and sporting a classic chestnut brown bob. I only wish she had kept all her clothes!
Favourite animal? Staffordshire Bull terrier and Weddle seals, especially when they are pups because they are all white and fluffy.
Favourite movie? True Romance, Hook and The Assassin.
Favourite book? Frankenstein, Dracula and The Rupert Bear Collection.
Favourite ice cream flavor? Passionfruit frozen yoghurt.
Best pick-me-up song? Anything by Nina Simone, New Order or The Jam. At the moment I love singing the 60’s song “Yellow Polka Dot Bikini” at the top of my lungs.
Do you have any unusual skills/talents? It’s not a skill but I like to eat cans of sweet corn and new potatoes on their own… they are soooo tasty! Oh and I used to be able to Irish dance!
Pet peeve? Auto correct on computers: they correct words that don’t need to be corrected and replace them with completely the wrong thing! Sheesh! Oh, and when you open the fridge door and half the fridge falls out (yes, I should clean my fridge out and stop complaining but who has time for these things?!)
Perth’s best kept secret is… I am kind of a hobbit so I don’t really know, let me see… ooooh, the underground men that live in the sewers! Super nice people they are, all chatty and such with their wide brimmed hats and pipes and not so bad looking either. And yet they say we have a shortage of good-looking men in Perth!
Favourite place in Perth? At the moment it’s the back streets of Nedlands. My man and I love cycling through them, it reminds us of Europe. Also Greens and Co for a game of pool and a pot of peppermint tea for two and anywhere we can go for a dance.
Fondest childhood memory? It was when I was about 5 or 6 my mum and I had a fight. She basically said that if I didn’t like it at home I could leave, and thinking that she actually wanted me to leave I grabbed my favourite Dino backpack, packed my favourite pink cardigan (for the cold nights), my beloved teddy bears Pinky and Polar (for the company) and went to head out the door, making sure my mum could see me. She chuckled and asked where I was going. In the most grown-up voice I could muster I replied, “You said I should leave so I’m going away!” She jumped out of her chair, ran over and said, “You silly girl, of course I don’t want you to go, I love you!” At this point I think I was in tears, now it just makes me laugh at how brave I thought I was!
Favourite childhood outfit? Overalls, a white lace top, my pink cardigan and sandals teamed with socks. I was also very lucky to be showered with dresses and shoes from my family in England, my favourite of which was a blue tartan dress with a big silky blue sash and white lace trim.
One day I’d like to… Be living in a really old house with floor to ceiling windows, a bed with white sheets in the middle of the room, a room full of books, magazines, records, CDs and lots of cushions and Persian rugs. Oh, and travel to Pompeii with my boyfriend.
When I say pigeon, you think… Yum! Nah, just kidding- I love pigeons, but certainly not in that way! Honestly, I think about Johann in his Pigeon tower, sitting in his office (which is shaped like the head of a pigeon). He would be sitting in his pigeon chair stroking his own pet pigeon called Mr Cooalot. He would then send out his mail with hundreds of pigeons yelling, “Fly my pigeons, FLY!”