Monthly Archives: January 2014

Camping…but not as we know it…

We stayed at the Taupo Top Ten Holiday Park Resort for one night last week. There seemed to be some contrariness in that name. Top Ten Holiday Park meant camping to me but they tacked Resort on the end there. … Continue reading

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“Breaker, breaker, do you read me?”

Have you ever watched those American or maybe Aussie doco/reality TV things where the main characters are truckies traversing the countryside and meeting deaths door but thanks to their resilience and expertise they live to tell the tale. They are … Continue reading

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A smell can take you back a long way…

Just like the smell of violets take me straight to the tank stand where I grew up, the smell of Av Gas is something that is permanently layered in my memory. As a young child being in the audience when … Continue reading

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You have 10 minutes…

Was a constant theme at a 3 day creative writing workshop Ren and I just attended. My brain isn’t used to this sort of pressure and I fell into bed each night as if Id been working out in a … Continue reading

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Im kicking myself!

The other day we met three beautiful members of our extended family. Sara, Charlotte and Elvis. They are on our Croation side. Their Grandfather was a cousin to our Grandfather and came from the same little village on Brac where … Continue reading

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Is there ever anything so amazing as a Button Tin?

Ren is probably still shaking her head…how come some people don’t get it? Buttons are such little but beautiful things. From the everyday heavy duty men’s work shirt kind of button to the most glittery delicate shank. What about the … Continue reading

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…and so it was Xmas

Its a strange place I find myself in at this time of year. As a child, Xmas was meagre with mostly handmade clothes for an old doll, Perhaps something new handmade for us to wear on the day. Some fruit … Continue reading

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