Karma
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My boss let me go home early tonight because of storm *Goretti *which was
kind of her.
Instead of near 9 pm, I got home around 6, so I set up a small ele...
MUST RING THE AA AGAIN TODAY
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*First up for today, I must ring the AA again, and get them to come over
and put a new battery in my car. Even though we took it for a good run the
o...
A gap in the clouds
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The snow has gone but the wind has picked up. We can hear the sea pounding
angrily against the shore as we leave the house. The cormorants are
enjoying t...
Kimbo's Kippers.
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It's been a while since I've eaten any Kippers.
I used to buy those supermarket vacuum packs, with the integral pat of
butter, which, for a while, was ...
Au secours ! Ça caille !
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Help! We're freezing! That's our cry this morning. We got up at 5 a.m. as
usual. The house felt cold. That's because all the radiators were stone
cold. A t...
Hot hot hot
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today summer decided to come all in one day!
Expected to of 42
I converted it using google. That math problem is just to hard for me to
work out
So...
Winter Days
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A damp and sunless morning.
There is a list of chores as long as my arm waiting for attention, but my
motivation seems to be running on empty.
I've bee...
Happy New Year!.......
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As you can see, Zoe was not impressed with the New Years celebrations. Oh,
not that we did anything, but you could hear the fireworks from the
partier...
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 ...
Jacket
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Scully here - Not funny. My Mum laughed and laughed when they told her
they'd put a life-jacket on me.
It made my legs go limp.
We tried it again by t...
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...
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...
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