It’s been a busy week. My mind is alternating between frantic & lazy, so I know I’m about to reach the end of all my tolerance.
Since last Wednesday, my Twitter #nzsecretsanta parcel has been checked into Santa’s warehouse, & bonus! The one that is coming to me is also checked in. Mase won Player of the Day at Tag; and celebrated finishing Goldfish #3 at swim school with “play” day, or what the teachers would call survival skills. Ben, his teacher, is off to Massey Uni next year as he has been accepted into Veterinary school. Mase’s sentiments? Hmm. I finished the last colour of Believe – and would you believe it, going back thru my planner I saw that I started this in January. That is how much I have hated stitching on a big piece of perforated paper! We had the school concert last night, finished painting the bathroom (I can hear Elizabeth’s “about time!” comment lol) and I am nearly done beading the second of the Jamaica Santas.
There will be a #FFO dance this weekend, folks.
No stitching today but…gib stopping has started! Or plastering, call it what you will.
Sadly this does mean tomorrow is sanding then a second coat…
I’m down to 5% battery so let’s make this quick.
The bathroom is clean & clear of all the debris. 840kg worth, people. My wrist & shoulders hurt. Simon started nailing down the new tile slate tonight. With “help”.
I managed to get a decent hour or two in Fairy Idyll after everyone else went to bed. Hooray! That’s another 250+ stitches in this weekend.
Hope your weekend was as productive!
I got up early this morning, mostly for coffee & to hustle the Screaming Teen out the door; he was getting picked up at 7am for a day refereeing. I got five or six threads into Fairy Idyll before the rest of the house got moving, then we got stuck into demo.
We learnt a few things.
- Only one of the walls had the proper gib (wallboard).
- The toilet pan was glued to the floor. No screws.
- The cistern wasn’t fixed at all.
- The basin carcass was also glued, not screwed.
- The ammt of glue used to hold down the top wouldn’t fill a bottle lid.
- Surprisingly there was insulation in the outside wall. We had our doubts by the time we got to that one.
I’d forgotten how much I hate demo. And yay! We’ll get to do it all over again with our bath before summer ends.
And again not a lot going on. This is what happens when you have 5 hours sleep, right?
4 threads on Jamaica Santa; one on Fairy Idyll. And demo started on the kids bathroom.
On her blog this week, Tsh Oxenreiter is celebrating the release of her new book, At Home in the World. I picked up (totally cover lust) Notes from a Blue Bike a while ago and liked it.
On her blog, Tsh is inviting people to write about three things:
- Share about a place where you feel at home in the world.
- Write about a city (of any size) you love. (there’s prompts for this submission)
- Tell me whyyou’ve chosen to stay wherever it is you call home…
I’m picking number one. And for me, number one is Te Henga or Bethells Beach, Auckland.
It’s a wild, windy West Coast beach with all that the geographical location implies. There’s no swimming here (except in the lagoon that is formed by Waitakere River) and the surf patrol is only during the high season. The coffee cart is in the clearing next to the main carpark – and often the eftpos is down, so make sure you take some cash & don’t expect to be able to use cell phone data or WiFi – and the public toilets are paved with the black sand from where people have showered or simply rinse their feet off before going home.
Walking down the sheltered entry you could be forgiven for thinking there’s nothing much going on here. The carpark may be full but it’s rare that you’ll encounter someone else, except when the tide is out and all the kids want to explore the cave. Dogs run freely down the south end of the beach, wheeling around like the gulls they chase, bouncing into the surf after tennis balls and driftwood. If you want to explore, head left at the heads and climb over towards Ihumoana Island (now fenced off due to rockfalls) and further north, past Kauwahia Island and surf at O’Neill Bay.
Head right, and stretch your legs down towards the old wharf and the caves. You can keep going, moving down the Hillary Trail for hours or days. Your head will clear of anything and you’ll come away reinvigorated. It’s a great place to walk & talk to God, to your significant other, to your kids.
So..the family went away. The kids & Grandma flew to Invercargill on the Sunday, then (as regular readers will know) Si & I went the following Wednesday.
I’ve tried to select some different shots from what I posted on IG, and they should have captions. If you want to know more about a place/time, let me know in the comments.
21/12 – in a pencil plane, overlooking the Rakaia River. Very low levels…
22/12 – the obligatory Bluff photo! It’s the southern most point of the Mainland.
23/12 – Dunedin. After the Cadbury factory tour, we went to Baldwin St, the steepest st in the world! And you HAVE to walk it…yay for bootcamp as prep!
24/12 – Milford Sound (actually it’s a fjord) – the most beautiful day of our holiday
25/12 – Wookie alert!
26/12 – every day we tried to go for a long, calming walk in Queen’s Park. Spot the rabbit…
27/12 – one of the replica World’s Fastest Indians, as found in EH Hayes in Invercargill. They have the biggest Bert Munro collection.
28/12 – one of the projects we attacked at the SIL’s – garden prep.
29/12 – as found in Arrowtown. Mase wanted to know how to use it…
30/12 – a gorgeous peaceful afternoon at Monkey Beach.
On New Year’s Day, Si & I then drove the Toy Car back up, along the West Coast, catching the ferry at Picton, spending time in Wellington then back home.
1/1 – lots of one lane bridges
2/1 – Punakaikei Pancake Rocks
3/1 – looking at the sailing conditions
4/1 – we walked a lot in Welly too
5/1 – Weta’s Great War exhibit really took you to 1914 Belgium.
6/1 – back home!