Poisoned?
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Roland Rat has not been seen about our place of residence since the evening
of his incursion into the cupboard under our sink. A day or two later I saw
a r...
Art excursion
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Today my little art class headed off into Melbourne to see the Leonardo Da
Vinci exhibition
It had reproductions of his art and lots of his inventions
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Twitchers enflamed
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It seems the Red Backed Shrikes are rare. In fact they're extremely rare.
News of their arrival has spread rapidly on the twitcher grapevine
.Saturday...
Yesterday's party
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I've mention the neighbors' *cousinade* a couple of time over the past few
days. A cousinade is a family reunion for a group of people who are
cousins, inc...
One Of Those Days
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DO YOU EVER HAVE DAYS WHEN NOTHING SEEMS TO GO RIGHT?
I SLEPT IN AND THEN KEPT MAKING SILLY LITTLE MISTAKES WITH WHAT I WAS DOING.
NOTHING MAJOR, BUT STILL A...
Olla
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There is a memorial for old Trevor this afternoon in the memorial Hall. It
would have been his 100th birthday. His family has organised the event
I will...
Time Marches On
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We've been blessed with glorious weather these past few days, sunshine and
low-humidity, the two together, are rare as hen's teeth in these southern
part...
SLEEPING IN
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*If you are reading this and think I'm up early, you'd be wrong!*
*I typed this up, rolled over and went back to sleep.*
*Both Stew and I woke at 2.2...
My Folk Art
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Real artists look away, this will hurt your eyes.
This is simply folk art, for my family. The story of our time at Parsonage
Cottage, a converted old...
Saturday
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On Thursday Norwich played the second leg of the play-off semi finals. My
private prediction for the result was that Norwich would lose 6-0. This
was ...
Thatcher and Small
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Winter has kicked in. Earlier this week we had stock take at my work and
nearly everyone worked until late on the first night and finished about
11.30...
WHITTAKER
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A few weeks ago Doug's youngest grand-daughter and her husband lost their
chocolate Labrador, Whittaker. (Whittaker is a New Zealand chocolate brand)
S...
Cone of Shame
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I don't think he has been more sad in his entire little cat life. Can I
just say having a cat in a cone is a pain in the neck for the humans? This
is a...
It's about thyme....
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I have an herb garden, with parsley, lavender, dill, oregano, basil and
thyme. The thyme, oregano and thyme wintered pretty well and are doing
their s...
Box factory fire in Kohukohu
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On 2nd April 1937 a serious fire occurred in Hokianga's Kohukohu. It is not
known how the fire started but it originated in the factory that makes
woode...
A bar of Bochox
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Hubby got this 'medicine' for me when he was picking up some refills at
the chemist/pharmacy.
I love that it is 'not to be taken seriously'!!
Another sunny day, another ride
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No punctures this morning and we had a uneventful 34 km ride out through
the Lincolnshire countryside. After all that exercise I felt it was okay
to str...
Books 12-15
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The Paris Apartment by Lucy Foley
Jess needs a fresh start. She’s broke and alone, and she’s just left her
job under less than ideal circumstances. Her h...
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 ...
I write. I create. I observe and record my life, after 40 years, in Greece. I love to create either with my handy craft, cooking or writing. Freeform always. Keep it simple, keep the interest, make it useful. I write about my garden sometimes, my grandchildren and the different culture and traditions. My New Zealand up bringing was so different from this way of life that I do truly feel like an alien at times. Greece is home but so is my kiwi 'homeland'. I am a citizen of both and an alien in both.