Greetings, all, and thank you for the enquiries. I haven't yet caught up with all your news, though I have skim-read posts from time to time, trying to take in the frenetic activities you have all been up to, and the sad health issues. I really hope that the dire predictions of the winter of discontent that awaits will not come to fruition. I was listening to a Guardian podcast in the wee small hours about Germany's plight, which though sad for them, will probably not be replicated in the UK owing to your greater exposure to the virus earlier. This Delta+ sounds pretty nasty. It's great for Aucklanders to have more freedom from 15 December, but I dread to think of the consequences of throngs of tourists on our whanau in the Far North. I see some of the iwi in some tourist areas are closing the roads, highly illegally, of course, to protect the elderly from infection. We have decided that after the borders open, and Aucklanders start flooding into our beautiful, plague-free area to their holiday homes, we are going to hunker down with our cats, chickens and vege garden, and live off what we can produce and what we have in the freezer. MrJ cannot afford to contract covid with his array of health issues.
Speaking of which, another 3-hour round trip yesterday to the nearest Base hospital for an MRI on his spine. One of the penalties for living in paradise is the distance from major hospital facilities. Another trip next week - that will be 3 in three weeks-luckily I had a delivery from the Book Depository and am ploughing through the last of the library books before starting on them...it's like a little secret stash of chocolate, the thill of knowing treasure awaits, and I only have to find the time to get to it.
Now that my U3A French group have demanded (in the nicest possible way) that rather than meeting once an month, then once a fortnight, now it's to be every week. We meet in the Packhouse Market cafe - was formerly a huge shed used for packing kiwifruit, now it's a deliciously scruffy cafe, selling wonderful coffees, artisan breads, pastries made by the (rather cute) French pâtissier . So on Thursday we met for an hour of conversation, coffee and much hilarity, as I got them spreading gossip about the luscious (and fictional, bien sûr) Jean-Claude, coureur de jupons (skirt chaser) extraordinaire. You would be amazed how much practice drilling of the passé composé and indirect speech one can do by the simple practice of spreading gossip - to say nothing of falling about laughing. I'm sure the neighbouring tables thought that our coffee and pastries were laced with the local wacky baccy from the uproarious time that was had by all.
The weather has been beautiful, and the nights very hot and sticky. I've had to use some of our carefully-stored rainwater from the tanks to irrigate the veges. It looks as though we will be having our own sweetcorn, tomatoes and new potatoes for Christmas! My cousin brought over an enormous pork roast from one of her piggies that she hand-raised, and had slaughtered a couple of weeks ago. Christmas dinner sorted.
In the very little spare time I have, what with gardening, pruning, chainsawing, teaching and preparing for teaching, driving MrJ all over the country, I've been continuing with family research, particularly WWI connections. I'm amazed that tiny little NZ, with a population, then, of just on 1 million, had 10% of its population overseas fighting for Mother England, and lost more men per head of population than any other combatant nation. I mean, we were 12,000 miles away from anything.
I really have to stop now and get to the garden before it gets any hotter. I have so much spinach about to run to seed that I'm going to make a huge creamed spinach dish with cream cheese and olive oil (keto, of course) to go with the locally-caught fish for dinner. Kaimoana - I've emailed you - I wish I could get some of this asparagus to you...it's a right pain that the couriers are so run off their feet.
Must dash-enjoy your sorting, gardening, entertaining of French girls, and commiserations for the painful health issues and other troubles. Bye y'all, keep well xx
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Have a lovely time. Will your DH have his consultation before you go?



