A Christmas Story
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An old post
“In between nursing jobs, I labelled some tins of gin and tonic for the day
staff and wrapped a few gifts of my own.it was then I remembered...
Not in the clear..........
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You guessed it! Last week I came down with this awful cold. The sneezy,
coughing, blowing your nose every couple of minutes type. I had to take
medi...
THE DECEMBER GARDEN
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A few photos of plants in the garden. Some from today and some from a week
or so ago. Our hairdresser (the lady who introduced us) comes every five
weeks...
Chickee
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Scully was unwell last night before going home. She put in a late
appearance this morning, moped about looking morose as we took our time
getting out. ...
Christmas song #12
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The five foot tall flashing blue and white penguin that stood guard outside
the ice cream shop has disappeared. This may or may not ( but probably does
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"Le Jade du désert"
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*Le jade du désert* is what CHM called this plant when he brought to San
Francisco a cutting from one that he had growing in his yard in Salton
City, Calif...
The Greengage Tree.
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I've been wanting to prune our Greengage tree for years, but not being
there in the Autumn/Winter pruning months, I haven't had the opportunity. I
didn'...
On a mission
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we are still waiting on spring/summer to arrive.
We did have a few days of heat, unfortunately they didn’t last.
I being stubborn, continued to “sprin...
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'...
Different types of dangers
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I discovered something strange. I'm more afraid of heavy rain and storms
than rockets and missiles. Storm Byron is ending its short life here with
us no...
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 ...
Don’t wait - Loss
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My oldest brother died yesterday. This was a shock for everyone. He was 72
years old- a character if there ever was one. He hid how much his COPD had
ad...
Christmas Fayre
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The English Christmas goodies have started to arrive, I shall have to hide
them, from myself.
Years ago, it was almost impossible to find English Christm...
Too much excitement
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Our days are usually very quiet and, frankly rather dull. But I don't mind
at all, really. Some days require me to venture outside--to the doctor's
offi...
Books 20-24
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Past Transgressions by Dave Sinclair
Retired spy. Trained killing machine. Pacifist.
Retired MI6 spy Mason Nash moved to a sleepy English town so he cou...
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...
We get amazing sunsets looking at our bay like your photo. Wish I could paint them.
ReplyDeleteMy granddaughter caught the sun just in the right position
DeleteLove spectacular sunsets. Sunrises too.
ReplyDeleteSo pretty
We don't see these sunsets up in the hills. It's lovely that she took a photo and sent it
DeleteBeautiful!
ReplyDeleteIt's stunning
DeleteYou live in a beautiful part of the world.
ReplyDeleteYes, you're right. But you live in a beautiful part of the world too
DeleteWe look out over rain clouds, accompanied by the sound of a raging sea.
ReplyDeleteThese last few days have been cold but sunny. Rain today then 18o and sunny till after Xmas.
ReplyDeleteSome people have all the luck. Right place Right time!
ReplyDeleteAnd with phone charged and in hand!
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