What a total flip-swizzing-upturning-juggle-cat of a year 2022 has been. Many unexpected things happened-thankfully mainly the delightful kind, although some not so much – such is the balance of life. When 2022 started I had no real idea how it’d end, but I’m not sure I expected to be where I’m at right now. IContinue reading “2022, what a ride”
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Welcome home
There’s been quite a few occasions I’ve come to start to write this post, and I’ve given up. Sometimes because I have no words, sometimes because I’m not sure to write, and sometimes because I’m just exhausted. It’s because there’s been so much going on. The other week, a few days after I got home,Continue reading “Welcome home”
Cananda rocks [sp]
A week into my Canadian trip and I’m just starting to wind down. OK yeah, it might seem strange because I’ve been on ‘holiday’ for two months already but just because I’ve not been working doesn’t mean I’ve not been on the go. Originally me and Katie had talked about a big Canadian roadtrip upContinue reading “Cananda rocks [sp]”
Halfway house
I’ve been in the UK for just over five weeks now, so I’m just over halfway through my trip. In two and a half weeks I’ll be leaving the UK for a couple of weeks in Canada before heading home to New Zealand. I’m having the BEST time. I’m seeing all the people and doingContinue reading “Halfway house”
Back in the UK.
It’s 3pm and I’m sat outside the Royal William on the Brayford with a pint of Moretti in the sun. There’s a lot of algae on the water and as I take a sip of my beer I wonder briefly what causes it. I should know, I think. But I don’t, and the thought slipsContinue reading “Back in the UK.”
Bye New Zealand
I haven’t left New Zealand since April 2018, only a few months after I moved here. Back then I didn’t feel I’d been here long enough to warrant a trip back, but I already had the flights booked and I was feeling pretty battered and bruised after the break up with Mike, so I embracedContinue reading “Bye New Zealand”
All the time in the world
I have all the time in the world. Well, kind of. I’ve got just under two glorious weeks stretched out in front of me without a single plan. A blank diary, no entries apart from reminders of birthdays and a couple of tradie appointments to sort out the leaky shower. When I started writing thisContinue reading “All the time in the world”
One week in.
One week in Reefton (four days since moving into the cottage) and I feel like I’m on holiday. I’m floating around feeling relaxed and chilled, wanting to (and doing) little more than pottering around and sitting in front of the fire with a glass of red and a book. Oh, and a bit of unpackingContinue reading “One week in.”
Moving Day
I stood in the background, looking nervously at the van. ‘It’s quite small, isn’t it?’ I said to Bruce. ‘Well, it is a bit smaller than I imagined.’ He looked at me. ‘I’m sure it will be fine though,’ he said, trying to reassure me. We spent what felt like 10 hours (it was aboutContinue reading “Moving Day”
The Paps Life 