Tut! Tut! Nfk - you are a naughty girl. However, I do feel much the same regarding Kaimoana's predicament. Only problem would be that her dear Son needs to find the work that makes him happy and also feel that he might get more of a chance for his family and future if he left NZ. The news does seem to be that lots of young families are leaving, due to lack of work and prospects. So, a difficult decision all round.
It's the partner that's the fly in the ointment. If she wasn't such a Grinch and embraced the love and interest of her chap's family - especially Grandma - all would be well. Don't give up, though, K. It will unravel itself and something will be revealed to give you hope. Promise!
And get those lovely Maori people who care so much for you to organise a trip to the bush. Focus, people. Your dear English friend needs help and however busy you are, it wouldn't take a lot of organising but make such a difference to her health. Next gathering you have, K, speak up loud and clear - you do so much for others. It has to be your turn.
Well, 30 degrees here today, and everything is growing in a great rush. Forget about No Mow May, there's very little vegetation where we take our walks because of the sunshine and heat. However, this Spring has been pretty wet and unusually cold, so Mother Nature has gone a bit bonkers. I'm posting a photo of the side of a path where we walk. Very pretty but in these hot winds can bring on the sneezing.
Sneezing was brought on during a recent flower market trip. I have always shown great hostility towards anyone who sneezes and coughs close to me. Since Covid, I feel people should know better and be more sensible. When the noise of the sneezing got out of hand at the flower market, photo attached, I flounced off to a café and sat under the trees. Within 5 minutes I too was coughing and choking uncontrollably and searching for water. The London Plane trees used to reduce me to a wreck in the 60's. And having been freed from hay fever about 15 years ago, with the assistance of some revolting Chinese medicine, I was really shocked to find myself affected again. The Plane trees which provided the shade were dropping loads of little feathery seeds all over me and the entire market. Note to self, keep away from that area in May!
Another market visit was more successful yesterday when my very
wonderful staff DH brought back a big box of cherries. Not ordinary cherries, (not M&S cherries either) but Bigarreau cherries which have just come into season. I attach a photo of one of our neighbours' cherries (confiscated by me before another starling swooped). It's minus its stalk and a bit worse for wear, but compare it with the size of the Bigarreau cherry. Delicious! Thought of you as I munched them, Cherry. Do hope that you will soon be operating with all paws working.
Same to you, Doodle. I feel so sad that you are having to exert so much patience as you recover, but I'm sure it will pay off. My Ma was 90 when she fell and broke her wrist. It healed in 6 weeks and we were very impressed that she was only left with a bump on her wrist, but could use it properly again.
Hoping kind support is being given to your MiL, NotSpag. Seems that these days everyone needs a Mentor - or someone with fearless Big Pants in their corner. Otherwise, you can just become invisible. Good luck to her.
Grammaretto you lead such a busy and interesting life. Glad your friend has looked you up. Never a dull moment. Everything crossed that some real progress is under way for your new home. Don't give up - tho' if you do - make sure that it's for something super!