JOBS AROUND THE HOUSE AND YARD TODAY
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*Whelp, Christmas is done and dusted for another year. Stew is home until
he starts work again on the 19th of January.*
*So, I am going to try and ge...
Christmas done
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Today, Boxing Day, we had our family Christmas.
All the girls looking into their Christmas sacks to see what they received
I always add some clothes,...
Boxing Day
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On the BBC news this morning a correspondent tells us that ' the situation
in Nigeria is complicated '. He then starts to run through a never ending
list...
Christmas morning, 2025, at Saint-Aignan
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This was the view from our kitchen window yesterday morning.
By early afternoon, almost all the snow had melted, as I thought it would.
Grassy surfaces, tre...
The REAL Christmas
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It's Christmas morning, around 5.30 am. I've grabbed a bacon sandwich,
posted my day's blog, and then consulted my 'logistics' list. On the very
top was...
Veg Garden - Year 1
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Boxing Day - I hope those of our readers who celebrate Christmas enjoyed
their day and were able to share that enjoyment in some way with someone
they trea...
Merry Christmas!
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MERRY CHRISTMAS!!
Whether your in Southern Alberta Canada
this was just a few miles north of our city 6 days ago (apparently 80-100
vehicles)
or you'...
6 am Christmas Morning
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It’s cold
*Mary and Roger *shared my bed last night and didn’t want to get up this
morning
*Bun *slept carefully between them, all three under the duvet.
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CHRISTMAS DAY
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A bit cooler today with a slight drizzle which is pleasant so we were
indoors at grand-daughter's for the present opening. It is lovely to see
all the gre...
Peace On Earth, Goodwill Toward Men
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We truly wish each and every one of you, friends and family, near and far,
all the blessings of a Joyous and Merry Christmas.
May you have the gladness ...
Thoughts
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I'm really debating whether to write this post. It's been written in my
head for a few days now, and I'm still trying to quiet it down. My
not-so-simple...
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...
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 ...
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...
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...