Hello there! March already? Yes, I did have a wee bit of a blog-break, which a) was partly due to being away for four days and b) partly due to the wonderful head-cold I caught from too much communal living with snotty nephews.

I swear, all vestiges of creativity this past week have leaked out of me along with a gallon of snot, but I won't gross you out with the finer details (um, too late...) - safe to say that at the moment I love me some Coldrex in the morning, midday, and just before going to bed.

Anyhoo, the weekend away was quite lovely, and the bach was perfect, and the wedding went off without too many hitches, except of course for the bride and groom: they definitely got hitched. The tsunami warning at 6.30am on Sunday was a little bit alarming, but fortunately it proved only to be a minor inconvenience in that we couldn't go to the beach the WHOLE day.

And seeing as it was stinking hot, and some of us were ever so slightly seedy due to overindulging in keg-beer/cheapo sparkling wine, a swim would have been just the ticket...

Well, no big deal; at least we were all safe, and not in any great danger, and my thoughts soared up over the Pacific to the poor, poor people of Chile, whose lives had been ripped apart in minutes.

Monday I came home with Lil'Sis to a relatively empty house (via Hot Water Beach, just gorgeous, despite the tourists...) as the Other Harf had gone home Sunday evening with Miss 9.6 as they were both off to school camp for two days first thing Monday, along with the nieces.

The Other Harf managed to call later that evening from a cow trough in the middle of a paddock, where he was lying in wait as a Scary Person, ready to frighten the living bejesus out of 60 kids on the Burma Trail (a blindfolded night walk which follows a rope along a trail). My kind of evening!

The next night he called again, interrupting my Chick Flick (Julie and Julia) and Curry (takeaway Chicken Tikka Masala) evening with the news that yet again he had been chosen to be one of the Ugly Stepsisters for the Parent/Teacher offering of Cinderella - a role that he and Bruvinlaw had taken on at school camp two years ago. Coincidence? Me thinks not...

You know, I really do need to get along to one of these school camps one of these days but hopefully not get picked as the Ugly Stepsister.

I leave you with photographic evidence of a perfect summer weekend on the Coromandel...



Get the flash player here: http://www.adobe.com/flashplayer

1 And the People said:

oh nooo - beer I so can't handle that stuff, give me spirits anyday and I'll last till the cows come home lol. btw a beach wedding sounds awesome - no stress and everyone's relaxed :-)

Brought to you by...



    your hostess Fi (40, just) and currently residing in a big old house in rural Northland, New Zealand with my lovely English husband (known round here as the Other Harf), our daughter (currently Miss 9.10) and a menagarie of orphaned animals and over-extended relatives. Have mercy.

This month I am mostly appreciating jonquils...


Fancy a date?



My friend Flickr

www.flickr.com