Yes I know, you just love those supermarket plastic bags ‘cause then you can use them to line your rubbish bins can’t you.
Of course, you also have a black bin liner in the big bin too and you go ahead and put in the smaller, rubbish-filled supermarket plastic bags into the larger black bin liner so they can all go to the landfill.
I’m not picking at you, hell no, I’ve been known to line the household rubbish bin with
And house-sits are no exception. A bit of a quick post today.
Yesterday I moved out of the lovely home in Devonport road and went to stay with my fab friends overnight and, of course, their lovely dog, Scotty who I have got to know over the years.
But before I left I went to visit the neighbour who has a great B&B in a really old home that has been lovingly
I’m sure that most of the kiwis reading this fondly remember the batch
And for my other readers who are not kiwis, the definition of The Batch is really a knocked up shed on steroids. The batch was a summer holiday home and basically made from recycled whatever the dad and his mates could get their hands on.
Our batch had been an army hut before it was hauled off to a
This is a serious post this time … it is a post that I hope you will think about.
The reason I’m writing is that I had a very stark reminder of how fleeting news items can be. And how bizarre our perception of what is important and what is not.
Now I like my Facebook – can’t speak for anyone else, but I like mine. I have very few friends compared to most, but my
It’s now week 6 of the 10-week stint I have in this home. Have to admit the location is pretty spot on. It really is true – “location, location, location”.
Two blocks from Grindz (the fav cafe), three blocks from the start of the CBD, around the corner from the Saturday farmers market and to top everything off – three op shops (thrift stores) within a one-block radius…what could be better? Ha, I’m in my element.
Of course, it’s been winter
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