We went for a cruise down the river yesterday. In a water commuter. Some might call it a ferry. On the Brisbane River (indigenous name, Maiwar). Which weaves its way through the city of Brisbane. In Brisbane. Queensland. Our hosts, long standing friends, had spent some time trying to decide the best way to spend the 23 hours we had allocated to our catch-up over … Continue reading Brissie……..
Our little man. I remember so clearly when your dad and your uncles were first placed into my arms, how my heart felt it would burst. I haven’t met you yet, but already I love you more than you could imagine. My heart is bursting. You were born on a beautiful Christchurch Autumn day. The type of day which reminded me how much I love … Continue reading April 30 Promises
Sitting on the plane en-route to Christchurch my iPad reading is interrupted by a discussion the guy behind me is having with the air hostess. It relates to alcohol, of which he is requesting. I look at my watch, it’s 9.40am. I go back to reading ‘The Best of Adam Sharp’ by Graeme Simsion. Later the same guy has a further discussion with the air … Continue reading Planes, buses and, well….people
My bestie told me recently that I would be a shit grandma if I didn’t knit our impending first grandchild a baby rug. We laughed and laughed. And then I duly went to Spotlight and bought a load of wool, pattern and needles to confirm that I was indeed NOT a shit grandma. That was in February. Bub is due in one week. Of the … Continue reading Oh Easter….
Yesterday was an extremely tough day for Christchurch and for New Zealand. A confrontational, unprecedented day. Triggered by hate. A day which reminded us of the love, compassion and support that is within this community but also reminded us that how in an instant, our lives can change dramatically. MOD picked me up from work last night. I was extremely glad and quite emotional to … Continue reading One Team, One Tribe, One Iwi
As I left work tonight, a little later than normal, I walked towards a young girl and her mother. This young girl, about 6 years old, startled, like a deer in headlights, and looked across at me with fear in her eyes. I wanted to throw my arms around her and tell her it was ok, she was safe. But I can’t do that. The … Continue reading Kia Kaha Christchurch
Last Tuesday morning I arrived at work at my usual 6.30am to get ready for the busy and promisingly productive day ahead. Oh who am I kidding. I arrived early to get ready for yoga. We are lucky enough to get three yoga sessions a week at a subsidised $5 per session. Added bonus being our yoga teacher is the best teacher I have had … Continue reading To lift or not to lift…..
This is an opinion piece. I have an opinion on many things. My opinions are broad and well, opinionated. Poor MOD. My opinions cover many things, the reasons behind the sometimes questionable behaviour of people, the cost of products, particularly womens shoes in NZ, responsible parenting (thats a biggie), NZ TV, drivers in this country and seemingly lack of respect for road rules. Today’s opinion … Continue reading It’s an opinion piece…..
We call it a leg fracture Or a fracture to the top of the leg For those who like the technical aspect, a fracture to the neck of the femur. We do not call it a hip fracture That’s reserved for the elderly of the population So I am told And just to endorse this interesting way of thinking, as I stood making a cup … Continue reading It’s a fracture, nothing more, nothing less
Woke up to rain hammering the roof this morning. Well that’s not technically correct. When you are bottom floor of a two storey house you can’t hear the rain. But a quick dash to the kitchen to put the caffeine addiction into place led to an opening of the blinds and there it was. A rainy Christchurch day. Something I actually love on a weekend. … Continue reading It’s ‘a’ raining in the Garden City
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