I’m here in England after five years away – there is so much ‘old’ and I’m loving it! Old are the photographs in my parents house… Of generations before. Love this old photograph of my Grandma and her sisters (she was one of seven!). Old is the land and the marks of history left upon…
Author: BritMumInNZ
Impressions of ‘home’ after five years away from the UK
I feel like a tourist. Every brick home, red telephone box, pub, thatched cottage, red robin, squirrel and deciduous tree, turning with the autumn tide, make me want to grab for my camera. Holly bushes, berry laded bushes for the birds through the winter, acorns littering the garden – I am seeing autumn in England…
NZ to UK, via San Francisco stop-over, with three little Kiwis
It’s been five years since we’ve done the long-haul flights from our home in Wellington, New Zealand, to the UK (and having just done it, I now remember the reason why we left it so long before doing it again, it’s bloody hard work!). It had to be done though. With the talk of us…
Fishnets – Lyrical Sunday
Latte Junkie posted a photograph as the inspiration for this week’s Lyrical Sunday. I found myself sat in ‘Players’ restaurant, at the end of Pier 39, in San Francisco writing the following poem. My two year old was asleep in the buggy next to me, whilst my six and nine year old had a wonderful…
Out of here!
I’m going to be living every minute of life to the max over the next three weeks (and sleeping when I can). They’ll be little time for blogging so I’m hanging up my dressing gown (which is what I mostly blog in!) and taking off on a bird in the sky. Up to Auckland on…
I’ve discovered what fuels those surfers at Lyall Bay…
After months of hearing about Ekim Burgers, via my friend ‘Latte Junkie‘ (who frequently makes the half hour plus drive from Upper Hutt to the orange caravan at Lyall Bay, on Wellington’s south coast), I finally sampled the goods. The moment the home-made tomato-cumin relish, drizzled on a cup of chunky wedges, entered my mouth…
Things I’m Loving – parks, gardens, beaches & daylight
I can’t say enough how much better I feel when my body is exposed to longer hours of daylight. I don’t need hot temperatures and scorching sunshine, just more hours of daylight to make my whole being glide smoothly over life’s little hurdles (instead of crashing at every one). I feel more energized and positive….
Please take me to a farm, so I can feed the animals!
The mouths of babes can be very insistent and, after several weeks of asking, my two year old’s wish came true. It was a spur of the moment visit. The stars had aligned to make it all possible – sunshine, no school pick-ups, or rush to be back at any set time, my two year…
Lyrical Sunday – Daylight
The sun dipped down at six thirty on Saturday night, with a sunset to warm me to the core, leaving winter nights behind – and knocking on summer’s door. The clocks took us closer, as we slept, waking to a new time & a season of promise. My mood that’s felt depressed, since May’s darkening…
We visited Asia at Wellington Zoo!
There was a festival atmosphere at the best little Zoo in the world yesterday. Visitors came to greet the sun bears in their new enclosure and see the tigers, who’ve been away from public viewing since earlier in the year. The staff at Wellington Zoo have kept the new ‘Project Asia Precinct‘ area of the…
Happy travels to our nine year old – first independent flight!
Charlotte approached the international departure gate and was approached by someone waiting for her. She turned to smile and wave us a good-bye. I was aware of her Daddy saying, ‘Can I have a hug?’, whilst I grappled with young two-year old Alice in my arms – who was determined to make a run through…
Things I’m Loving…
Loving a moment of freedom at sundown on Monday, with just my six year old – Sophie, at Lyall Bay. Hubbie came home a little earlier than his usual 6.30pm to mind Alice and Charlotte (who were happy to stay at home). We found star-fish and hermit crabs in the rock pools, climbed the rocks…
Raw reality of my poor house-keeping, from the eyes of a friend’s son….
A friend came round this avo, with her wonderful children and her 9 year old asked to have a go with the camera – amongst the blurry ones, there’s some really cool ones and also many that highlight my poor house keeping! There’s photos zoomed in on dusty shelves, the sofa with the carefully positioned…
Thoughts on gravity on a Monday from my 6 year old
Last night, as I was getting Alice off to sleep, I was vaguely aware of Charlotte and Sophie telling their Daddy (at 8pm) they were going to write up some science (they frequently do unexpected things at unusual times of day!). So, this morning, when I came downstairs (at 4am something with Alice) it made…