They all overload scooters here but there really is a lot of traffic now and most of the drivers are city slickers and don't where they're going. Not a good combo
Home
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Fifteen years ago to the minute, I would be opening the field gate for the
last time in the day .
In small groups of three and four the hens would alre...
Never travel on a Sunday .
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The hotel dog sits at the garden gate and observes us as we head off for
our morning 10,000 steps. He watches us go in silence. Hotel dogs can
become qui...
Inconsiderate Bast*rd.
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Between our back gate and our garages is a small area of no-mans-land where
we back out, turn our cars, or even park for a short while whilst unloading
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Gizmos & Gadgets
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in my never ending quest to keep my pets healthy, I’m constantly buying
all sorts of things.
Like
Very small monkey bars. For the chickens to play on...
TEMPTING FATE?
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*In almost every home we have owned, I've planted a passionfruit vine.*
*And EVERY time that vine has finally started to bear fruit, we have
moved. *
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Surprise, surprise!...............
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The yiayia I discussed in my last post surprised me today ~ she proclaimed
that my tsoureki was as good as hers. I was truly honored. It sounds like
I ...
Returning
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The Morning Glories have made an appearance.
This Grandpa Ott variety, returns year after year, without any help from
the gardener.
The vines wrap their t...
Issues with Blogger
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I can’t be the only one who has realized this but I sometimes like to put
it out there and see if others want to add anything. My reading list has
been ...
Happy New Year to all of us.
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Tomorrow is our New Year's Eve. In previous years there was always
excitement in the air. As if something good was about to happen, lots of
good hopes a...
Progress, I think
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Yesterday at noontime I had the scheduled meeting with my French
ophtalmologist over in Montrichard, 10 miles downriver from Saint-Aignan.
It went well f...
Third
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For some reason I'm unable to get comments to publish on other blogs.
Blogger glitch of some kind perhaps.... Why are these things never
universal? Some...
it's time to go
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I have had a lot of fun letting you know how I feel about my new home of
New Zealand. I hope you have enjoyed my journey, too.
My health is not the best...
BRIGHTON
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In our local paper this morning was this photo of Falmer pond. It said it
was in Sussex so I did a google search to see where Falmer is as I was
brought u...
Multi Tasking
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There was a storm this afternoon - thunder, lightening, very, very
frightening. Unable to get outside to do any gardening I decided to use
the time to d...
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...
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...
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...
He looks a very resourceful man. Reminds me of me when I use to ride my bike back from my allotment overloaded with shopping bags full of vegetables.
ReplyDeleteRiding with one hand in mid august traffic is not wise. But it happens all the the time.
DeleteWasn't Evel Knievel was it?
ReplyDeleteHis brother 'Stupie'!
DeleteNo helmet, and a loaded scooter. Hopefully, he makes it to his destination with no interference.
ReplyDeleteThey all overload scooters here but there really is a lot of traffic now and most of the drivers are city slickers and don't where they're going. Not a good combo
DeleteHe's not part Korean is he? They do nutty loads like that on small motorbikes.
ReplyDeleteThis one is from one of those countries up on the northern border. But they all overload here. Just wish I could get some decent photos of them
DeleteSafety. Who needs safety lol
ReplyDeleteI'm sure it never entered his head that he might be an accident in the making
DeleteIf he'd been in India he'd have managed another 20.
ReplyDeleteYou're right. I've seen those incredible photos
ReplyDeleteNot a good idea, but not as bad as you see in Vietnam and Cambodia!
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