Category: Humour
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Cold Feet
It is a measure of Sheila’s trust in me that she would trudge all the way across the snow drift that has had her cooped up all this time and come out for a walk. (Though she has balked at it three days running so I guess she trusts me when she feels like it) . …
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Sourdough and Snow
My friend Celia, from Fig Lime and Cordial, sent me a sourdough starter from Australia a while ago that has been languishing in the belly of the fridge until I ceased my globe trotting.. (not quite ceased but never mind). Yesterday, stuck inside with snowstorm outside, I started the starter up. Her name is Priscilla and Celia has asked all…
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Boxing Day
Though Poppy did get some Christmas left overs her manners leave a lot to be desired. This is her latest trick. To rear up and plant her feet straight on top of the gate or fence snorting and shrieking and drooling. Not a pretty look HopandPop Poppy. She does not stand like that for long so…
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Party Hats
Merry Christmas, Mad. Says Sheila. Sorry the Santa Hat is purple but it was a last minute aquisition. What about me? Says Timatanga Moana. (Who wants everything that anybody else has.) Where is MY hat? Here you are then. A Christmas party hat for Tima. Bet you wish you had never asked for a party hat.…
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Tane worked out how to climb the steps up onto the big beautiful New Zealand verandah yesterday. For several days now it has been warm enough for the grass to start growing again. So Tima and Tane (after much begging at the gates) have been let out of their own little field each day. They are grazing…
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