A petrol shortage and melted Easter eggs.
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Both the towns filling stations have sold out of petrol. We first hear the
news from the policemans wife at the check-out counter in the supermarket.
Wit...
Easter 2026
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Easter doesn't mean a lot to me, but these FOUR things ARE essential.
1. At our nearby church they always have a Palm Sunday Procession through
the ch...
Felt Sorry For
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When you are single and sixty something it seems inevitable that some
people will feel sorry for you.
I think it more often than not happens to women ...
SATURDAY.... BACK TO NORMAL IN A WAY
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*Today is going to be the start of getting back to 'normal'.*
*Stew is going to do his 'usual' Saturday morning shopping at Pak N Save.
I will go with...
Happy Easter
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Wishing everyone a happy Easter this weekend. We are gathering as an
extended family on Sunday at our house. About fourteen of us this year.
There will...
Easter Blessings
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Wishing you a Blessed and happy Easter dear friends
ALL I NEEDED TO KNOW ABOUT LIFE I LEARNED FROM THE EASTER BUNNY
Don’t put all of your eggs in on...
The end! finally
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This bag of tomatoes and this bowl of home grown peppers was all I had to
chop, cook and can today
I had a couple of jars that didn’t pop so I re boi...
this life and the next
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I grew up watching TV. Even if there were only 3 stations to watch and
they all went off the air at midnight, right after playing the national
anthem.
...
BETTER DAY
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We awoke to a heavy mist which has cleared to a beautiful sunny day. 26
degrees. this is the main highway (State Highway One that runs from the top
to b...
Boundary
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Previous owners of the neighbouring property played fast and loose with the
boundaries and put up a fence that, far from straight, strayed over 2
metres ...
The scent of wisteria.....
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I have never seen my wisteria so full of blooms! I keep the windows and
back door open so that the scent will waft in, and it's the best freakin
air fre...
Fears
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By midnight I was already tired but I was debating whether to go to sleep.
According to my calculations, which are not based on anything logical, only
m...
Books 31-36
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Tango one by Stephen Leather
In different parts of London, three recruits prepare for their first day at
the Metropolitan Police's training centre at H...
Xmas decorations
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Greymouth has 3 main streets in town. On the way home from work at night
I've been stopping to take photos of some of the shop window decorations.
It'...
A Birthday Present.
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I reached the grand old age of 62 last Friday. Like that great English
folk singer Sandy Denny once sang:
"Who knows where the time goes?"
I received ...
Quince, Life, and Puppy Dog Tales
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The season of mellow mists inevitably means that I suddenly have a deep
desire to store food in the form of jams, pickles and syrups. It also
means that...
Friday prayers
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Look at sales figures, origins, annual reports, statements from company
chairmen; become armchair investors and see what you would do yourself,
annual ...
Aoteaora's first Maori police woman
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Evelyn Mete Kingi was born Evelyn Owen in Moerewa and has been described as
a woman of resilience and character.
She was born in 1922 and joined the thir...
Farewell My Friends
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After blogging for nearly six years, I have decided to retire. Blogging
filled an empty spot in my life after losing my husband, but that has
changed...
Japandi Bedroom Makeover
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*Do you want a break from politics and British summer weather? Read on...*
“Another mural? Are you pulling my leg?”
Colin was back last month to decor...
Catching up!
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Oh dear, nearly six months since I last posted a blog. It is not that I
have been bothered to write to you. Oh no. It is because words have been
absent ...
Professing !
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Actual professing.
There are times when every learned person has the duty of stepping up to
the line and of explaining the intricacies of life from the...
Internal Garden Monologue
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If you had told me 5 years ago, I would be sitting in a house, at a table
over looking a front garden in Scotland, I would have laughed my socks
off. I...
A Note of Sadness
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One of the problems about getting so involved with these m/s recipe books
is that I feel as though I almost know the women who wrote them. I can see
how th...