Moving House

Growing up 'moving house' meant you packed up all your stuff and went from one house to another.  Since I've come back to New Zealand I've had to remember that here it has an extra meaning - literally moving a house.

There are a huge number of little (and not so little) wooden houses that are easy to jack up and put on the back of a truck and it's happening to a cottage around the corner.

Happiness Is...

A good drying day after a weekend away.

Long walk to Pencarrow

Anzac Day was stunning and with a visitor a perfect opportunity to check out one of the local walks. We walked from Eastborne to the heads...

 To Pencarrow lighthouse - the lower one because we weren't quite up to the climb

 The reward was curly fries and pizza then, of course, a recovery session on the sofa

Followed by more walking in a more urban setting

And Just Like That

Summer is over

And Showers is a bit of an understatement.

Long Hot March

I've had three flat out weeks, some work but a lot of fun.  Womad has come and gone with the obligatory culinary treats ie Hungarian fried bread

 But also with a dog walk on the beach on Sunday morning, you can see the surfers, you'll have to trust me on the dog.

 In other news the long summer continues and a rare photo of Poppy

No.1 Helper Strikes Again

My flax stash has been attacked and some of it relocated for her convenience.

We both persist - me putting it back, her pulling it onto the floor.  So far neither of us is giving in.

Waka Weekend (Festival Pt 3)

I'm finally recovering from a huge weekend that wa the launch of the NZ Festival; 2 big events, 2 lots of visitors one local and one international, two days of fabulous weather and most importantly 4 waka hourau/double hulled ocean going canoes.

Getting ready for the Friday night event in the harbour

 Two types of waka from the beach at Petone on Saturday 

 The waka from Samoa landing at Petone