Forgot
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Lately my memory has been pretty bad.
Not sure if it’s fibro fog, having too much on my mind or just getting
older
Yesterday morning I put a load of my ...
DARK CARPET
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*The carpet in our new home is a dark grey, bordering on charcoal.*
*And it's a bloody nightmare!*
*Who the hell puts a dark carpet throughout their h...
Grey, grey and more grey
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Photo taken in Mount Maunganui 5 years ago
Our skies here in Greymouth seem to be never ending grey at the moment.
Winter officially begins on 1st June...
Giselle
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Sometimes we limit ourselves because of effort and boxes which we construct
around ourselves. The broken handle on the back door is a case in point,
I...
Heat avoiding tourists.
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The calves on the village green enjoying the morning sunshine.
Charity shop window are always a source on interest. Once prized
possessions set to start ...
Springtime Balloons
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The Balloon Flowers are gracing us with their prolific blooms.
Also known as the Chinese Bellflower, they are a herbaceous perennial
native to eastern Ru...
Our yard...
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...also known as *le jardin* or "the garden" — it all depends on where you
come from.
On the left above is s a view of one-third of the yard that you get ...
Phoebe Hessel; a True Heroine.
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One of the more distinguished graves in our churchyard, is that of Phoebe
Hessel (above).
Hessel was a TRUE HEROINE. She followed her lover into the a...
Heavy Horses And Songs From The Woods
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Tasker from A Yorkshire Memoir wrote an excellent post on Jethro Tull
yesterday.
One of Blackpool's finest and a super prog rock band.
I have seen Jeth...
Green
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Green is the predominant colour around here - even the water reflects green.
Black seems to be the fashion du jour for new houses here. (Yuck!)
Neve...
TODAY'S WALK
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Last night we had heavy rain and thunderstorm watches and wondered whether
we would be having the Parkinson walk this morning. Anyway, the day dawned
fi...
Friday morning thoughts
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A while ago, one of my very good friends here in Blogland asked me how my
English, which was so bad at first, improved so much. I told him that I
learn ...
jailhouse accommodations
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Our last night in Christchurch in 2016 was spent in the Jailhouse
Accommodations at the locally converted jail. Click here for their website.
Being a b...
Books 4-8
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Double Agent by Jack Mars
At the outset of the Cold War, in the ruins of postwar Europe, rookie CIA
Agent Tyler Wolf must navigate a precarious partners...
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 ...
Blessed Pascha ~ Happy Easter!
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Our kouvouklion this year. We had to do it after one service and hurry up
to finish before the next one began. We were vacuuming and sweeping as
peop...
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...
Sunday, February 23,2025
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Here are some pictures taken today. I finally got out for a much needed
walk around the little village. There are now vertical snow walls sliced
o...
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...
Now, stop it, just stop it Linda!
ReplyDeleteFrom a cool, wet and windy place in the far north .....
It's blowing a gale where we are now . But not cool or wet. Sorry 😐
Delete😎 It's alright for some. Imagine being able to go the beach everyday and the sun is always shining?
ReplyDeleteThe sun is shining that's for sure. Thank goodness it hasn't got that fierce heat it had a few weeks ago. The water is cool . But not too cool
DeleteSaronic Gulf has so much to recommend it in any season.
ReplyDeleteI love those winter sands where no foot has trodden .
DeleteBlue skies even in winter.
ReplyDeleteThere is just something about a deserted beach. Bliss
Blue skies and a still blue sea. Peaceful
DeleteIt looks so beautiful!
ReplyDeleteIn winter it is. Summer it's just noisy
DeleteEmpty beaches are my idea of heaven.
ReplyDeleteMine too !!
DeleteBeautiful beach photos.
ReplyDeleteIt's a nice Sandy beach. Not many on the island. Some are stoney
DeleteOur beach here will now be very different from a couple of weeks ago. Fur coats instead of bikinis.
ReplyDeleteIt should be warm enough for short sleeves till November here
DeleteBeautiful and serene.
ReplyDelete~Jo
The winter beaches are lovely . Summer beaches are full of life
DeleteYou're so fortunate to live so near, it's lovely feeling the sand between the toes.
ReplyDeleteAnd dip toes in the water, no matter how cold
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