60's era sideboards.
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We dodge a heavy downpour and pop into the uber trendy new cafe in town.
It's full of youngsters staring at their laptops in pre-tutorial silence.
After ...
Routine
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this week was a much happier one. We are starting to get into a routine.
I got up early to get things sorted
As you can tell. It was still dark outs...
The Prince of Darkness.
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Doncha love 'im!
He's no stranger to intrigue. Nor is he a stranger to scandal.
The ex-Lord Mandy came to the notice of the British public when he was ...
The Lovers, The Dreamers and me
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A few days ago Disney brought back a *“one off” *episode of *The Muppets *which
seems to tap in to a universal and collective need for childhood nostalg...
WAITANGI DAY HOLIDAY
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*Today is a public holiday, so Stew is home for the day.*
*We have Johnny the painter calling in this morning, to give us a quote to
paint the inside o...
Shed
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While not strictly finished (I have yet to fit up some more lasting
attangement for windows and to fill in under the eaves) the shed that will
ultimate b...
Talking In Their Sleep
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"You think I am dead,"
The apple tree said,
"Because I have never a leaf to show -
Because I stoop,
And my branches droop,
And the dull gray mosses over ...
Rain rain go away
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I suppose plants like the ones above, which seem to be two different kinds
of cyclamens, need weather like what you see below. Right now, it rains
nearl...
VISITORS AND THE GARDEN
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Last week we had visitors, a cousin from the U.K. and his wife. Last time
they visited was about 28 years ago when they came with their toddler
daughte...
The silence before what?
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I'm scared. It's coming in waves. It's been a few weeks or more, and every
headline is even scarier. We're like puppets on a string, dependent on the
de...
It's a bit COLD
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I thought I would quickly pop back here for an update. We are having
another good old fashioned winter again. LOTS of snow in "southwestern
Ontario" wit...
From the 50s to the 20s......
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This photo is from a party my friend held at her beautiful home ~ we all
knew each other from work. Not long that after this party she and her
husban...
Nameless Cat update
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Hubby came in from his daily morning adventures with some news about 'the
cat.'
Sadly, it wasn't good news.
His lifeless body had been placed at our m...
Books 25-30
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Let Her Go by Willow Rose
A missing five-year-old girl is the key to unlocking a detective’s
terrifying past…
When Detective Billie Ann Wilde receives ...
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...
That is lovely. So much better than our thunderstorms here!
ReplyDeleteThe heat was revving up but we have a break this week. No storms here
DeleteLovely view at any time of day.
ReplyDeleteThe roof terrace is wonderful. Not so much the spiral staircase
DeleteWhat a wonderful way to spend your evening.
ReplyDeleteThe full moon looks stunning on the water
It used to be our home and we spent a lot of summer evenings up there. Wonderful
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ReplyDeleteA beautiful selection of photos. What a great spot to spend an evening.
ReplyDeleteFrom the roof you can see all the harbour and the hills opposite. It's magical
DeleteWonderful pictures.
ReplyDeleteEveryone knows they have to take photos for me.
DeleteWow! I love the wine glass photo. They are all wonderful photos.
ReplyDeleteThat was my daughter's artistic streak...after a glass of 2 of Sauv blanc
DeleteGlorious photographs of a beautiful evening.
ReplyDeleteThese cooler summer evenings are heaven. Pity we have to endure July and August
DeleteLoving those long Summer days.
ReplyDeleteI'm enjoying these days. Not looking forward to the heatwaves to come
DeleteYou must be so happy to live in such a beautiful place. As usual, I am envious.
ReplyDeleteIt's a great place to live.
DeleteBeautiful photos, sitting here on a cold windy rainy days makes them all the more attractive!
ReplyDeleteWhat a view you have!
ReplyDeleteIt's fantastic. The whole harbour and a lot of the town is strung out below
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