Stitchery
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I'm not altogether impressed with having to be a knitwear model; especially
of items not designed for my cranial dimensions.
Apparently F was doing exp...
Sea fog
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Yesterday evening a haar slowly starts to roll in from the sea. By seven
there's an impenetrable wall of thick fog that separates us from the rest
of the...
MARKET PREP, AND FRIGGIN RUGBY
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*There was no sewing done yesterday, even though it was on my agenda.*
*I just didn't have the energy to do it.*
*So, maybe today I will get that seco...
Rip Her Bra Off!
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Well even hospice nurses need resuscitation training.
And today was the day.
I learned two things this afternoon that I didn’t know previously
- Women...
School holiday Friday
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this is the last week of the school holidays.
The girls were dropped off this morning and Ana was so excited
To see them. We didn’t tell her. It was a...
Yikes
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The cold water coming out of our faucets here in Saint-Aignan has a
temperature of 83.6ºF. That's warm enough to take a comfortable shower in.
We are bac...
SOLAR
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We are pleased with our Solar panels in spite of some very cloudy days (it
is winter after all). A couple of days ago I discovered another use for
the ...
Heat-Lover
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The Crepe Myrtle bush is in full bloom, it's flowers will put on this show
for the better part of a month,
the bees and Hummingbirds are drawn to it's hu...
Strawberry Time
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The strawberry moon peaks tomorrow. It is named for the short period of
time when wild strawberries are ripe.
I had ripped out all of my strawberry p...
Knives are out at No 10.
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Luckily, or maybe unluckily, I can still watch PMQ's live on my laptop,
through 'Parliament TV'.
This last week Freebie Starmer was away on a Freebie, s...
Our simple life
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"I can't believe that just yesterday we were sitting in shelters again,
and here we are now as if nothing had happened, going on that shopping trip
you ...
Books 1-7
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Bloody River Blues by Jeffery Deaver
Well, that wasn't a good start to the year! I read 125 pages (which was
more than a third of the book) and I just c...
NZ's sad attitude toward Trump
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The Broadcasting Standards Authority said in a statement that it upheld
three complaints about a story broadcast on* 1 News *on 13 September 2025.
In th...
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...
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