Wednesday, February 4, 2015

We are all a little weird, 
And life's a little weird,
And when we find someone who's weirdness is compatible with ours,
We join up with them and fall in mutual weirdness and call it Love

Dr. Seuss 

My little sister is getting married. 

It's just a smidgen of a little of a whole heap of awesome. 

Wedding's are neat (as are their fur babies)



Sunday, January 25, 2015

I was editing pictures today, working my way through the archives while you rested on the couch after your big ride, your ice cream and the heat. 

You're speaking Spannish with Diego. You will start school this year. 

My mind cannot conceive how quickly you've grown.

You are my biggest little boy. You are so brave, so patient and so quirky. I don't give you enough credit for this. 

You saw this flying fox and you wanted to go on. You didn't want to line up. Sometimes you need to warm into these things. Sometimes I forget this about you. 

I got cross. You got upset. 

We argued. Nana stepped in. Mummy put herself in time out. 

You waited in line. When it was your turn you jumped on the pummel and flew through the air howling like Tarzan.

You had about 100 turns. 

Mummy took herself out timeout and joined you. 

I was so proud of you. 

You've always surprised me. 

I love you 



Sunday, January 11, 2015

The theme for this post goes a little like this…

That time when you go to show a good friend some places to visit around Milton Keynes then you realize you spent hours prepping photos and forgot to click 'post'.

This isn't exhaustive by any means, for instance I highly recommend visiting Bletchley Park despite the lack of pictures, and the majority of these are kid centric - but it's for my lovely friend Steph to spark the imagination about exciting adventures to come.

Much love



Let's be fair you can't really go wrong in this picturesque town.


Worth a drive by for sheer wow factor. 


A great day out for families and right next to the glorious little village of Olney (which, for those of you who care, is where the song Amazing Grace was composed…)


Okay so this place saved my ass more times than I care to count. Another great outdoors destination for families - take a stroll around the lakes, spot some wild life or dine at the great cafe.

Thank you Forest Centre…my soul thanks you.


If I was to do it all over again I would have discovered Shuttleworth several months before I did. 

This treasure trove of a park is home to one of the worlds largest, and oldest, collection of historic aircraft. Great for young and old. 

I highly recommend attending the Shuttleworth Proms - an evening watching vintage airplanes being flown by kamikaze pilots while a symphonic orchestra somewhat ominously plays 'Ride of the Valkyries'…yes please. 


I've raved on about this place on a number of occasions so for now I'll simply say go. Just go. 


This post is for my husband who, after reading yesterday's offering, requested less 'blah, blah, blah' and more 'snappy, snappy' (direct quote, I'm not even kidding).

Here's a few snaps from Christmas day at my sister's in Palmerston North - Julia's rocking a new outfit (and some serious sass) and yes…William is in thermal pajamas in the middle of summer. That's how we roll.

Love lots



Saturday, January 10, 2015

Hi folks, 

Wherever you happen to be when you've taken the moment to stop by and read this blog, I hope you've had a tremendous festive season. 

Down here in NZ we've been enjoying the type of summer people write sonnets about. 

This makes a nice change from the weather's usual antics, which is to tease with wall to wall blue skies up until the week before Christmas before declaring all out war on holiday makers - anyone else remember Cyclone Bola?

Not this year. 

Since mid December we've been treated to endless Azure skies that dissolve into a golden evenings so delicious it's as if a honey pot has been tipped over upstairs. I've taken to reading/writing/living on the bench swing in our backyard which I've positioned beneath our plum tree. 

If it sounds quaint, it is. 

This is the life. 

I am exactly where I need to be right at this moment. 

Yet time waits for no one. 

2015…Two THOUSAND and fifteen.

When I was about seven years old my parents would let me and my sister stay up and watch a show called "Beyond 2000" - it was a real treat and not just because New Zealand only had three channels in those days and we couldn't get two of them.

The show profiled gadgets and gizmo's which were going to revolutionize our lives. I'm presume someone in Marketing choose the year 2000 as the target because it sounded snappy and back in the late 80's early 90's truly did seem like the future. 

I often wonder what became of those inventions. Could anyone have fathomed what life 'Beyond 2000" would really be like? As the clock powered towards 12:00am on the 31st of December 2000 I remember thinking, we're nearly beyond 2000…now what? 

This is what. 

Sitting beneath plum tree's. Chubby cheeks dripping with juices from freshly picked strawberries. Impromptu dance parties in the lounge (kitchen, bedroom, hallway…). Slip n Slides. Friends who make a 4 hour car ride seem like 30 minutes and you still can't stop talking. Sprinklers beneath trampolines. Sand (here there and everywhere). Easing in to the day with a long, lazy brunch that suddenly becomes a BBQ with the whole neighborhood. Falling in to bed on sheets that have been kissed by the sun. Adventures in your own backyard. Living. Life. 

Lately I've been feeling the need to unplug. 

I'm a huge fan of the future - the internet, social media, constant and instant connectedness - yet every so often I find it suffocating. I get caught up in the quest for perfection. The house that looks like a show home, a Christmas that would bring Martha Stewart to her knees, a vacation that doesn't involve either cold war between you and your husband or a gastro bug of some description, perfect squeaky clean children that couldn't look more like a Pumpkin Patch catalogue than if you ironed them flat and slipped them into the letterbox…who comes up with these things? Is this a thing or is this just my thing? In any case it's exhausting.

So I've decided to unplug.

Retreat. Perhaps that's a better way of putting it. I've found that if I am open, honest, attentive and loving to my kids, family and friends then things usually end up working out. The big things do at least. The rest truly doesn't matter. 

AND this is what I've been doing with my time. Indulging in an over abundance of every food group not recommended to man and traveling. In that order and, where possible, at the same time. 

I've got more than a few pictures to share - all in good time. 

For now I'll leave you with a few snaps of Mangonui and this "Look Up" video which manages to put into words everything I've been thinking only a bazillion times better…

Deep breath. Small sigh. 

Much love 



Wednesday, November 26, 2014

For my Mum,

Who knows why.

The kids say they got your back with facial expressions…


Saturday, November 15, 2014

Two posts in two days…whaaaa?

For those of you who like to check in on the crazies (aka Will & Jules) - I've added a few sporadic snaps from the past few months. Check them out over here: Will & Jules

In the meantime here's a snap of my very own Hell's Angel.

Love this kid…

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