Beryl’s Sweetheart, Deccy, has been missing his Princess. His lovely Girl-Friend, Puddles, has been doing her best to keep him from getting too down in the dumps and doing a great job:) But Beryl, and a few people, have been nagging at me to do a blog post so here we are at last. We’d like to thank our friends who’ve popped in to ask how we are. I know I’ve missed heaps but I’m not going to attempt to catch up on blog reading, I’d never get time to write another blog post if I did that:) After 2 months away I’ve forgotten how things work so this might take even longer than usual:)
I won’t bore you with any moving details, suffice to say that I don’t recommend anyone attempts tidying two jungles, cleaning 2 houses and moving 2 houses consecutively. It’s mentally and physically exhausting. Add to that spending considerable number of hours lopping the large hedge in the new place which gave me some sort of RSI and my right arm almost gave out on me.
Then 2 weeks without internet. But hey, it’s all been worth it:) I do hope I never have to do it again though, lol!
We all love our new home. It’s warm, light and big.
The front lawn is a wonderful playground for Frankie and Beryl. They tear around and have the best time, and they’ve started playing together again, which they haven’t done for ages.
Stanley has been here a few times and he reckons it’s Greyhound Heaven!
Stanley’s Mum and Dad, Sarah and Chris, have spent quite a few hours here helping me with all manner of things … sometimes things I didn’t know I needed help with! E.g I didn’t know my vintage ride-on mower was almost out of oil, Chris to the rescue! Or that my chimney didn’t have a ‘lid’ on top to stop the rain going down it. Again, Chris to the rescue:) He’s New Zealand’s version of McGyver!
I also had help from lots of other friends, probably most notable being when I’d got my old, heavy fridge out of the house and onto the patio at Feilding, but couldn’t get it down the steps. Who comes to my rescue this time but a spunky 70 year old girlfriend:) Between us we wrestled it down the steps and into the van without injury to either us or the fridge! Pat is one lady who is going to wear out, not rust out:)
Our closest neighbour is Jennifer, who owns the airfield across the road. A couple of weeks ago I went over for morning tea and she gave me a tour of the hangars. I got to sit in her little 2 seater plane which she and her late husband built. People kind of park their planes at her place like people park their cars in garages. Here’s one who lives over there
Some days there are quite a few planes coming and going, other times there won’t be any for days. Thankfully neither Frankie or Beryl are bothered by them. Today we had something different fly in.
This flew low over the house and I expected Frankie and Beryl to be a bit concerned about all the noise …
It’s good to know that if any helicopters fly in while I’m at work they’re not going to panic about them:)
So, what have I been doing while I’ve been neglecting our blog and blogging friends? Quite a lot of winding down and relaxing and enjoying being here. The inside of the house needs redecorating and at night I’ve been reading lots of House and Garden type magazines from the library and op shops for ideas. During the day there’s things to do in the garden when it’s fine. That needs an overhaul but I’m not sure where to go with it yet. Of course, I have to plant a tree for Beryl to trance in:) And I’ve still got so much stuff that needs to be unpacked and sorted but no hurry for that. I’ve found all the essentials.
Then I recently discovered home/furniture renovation blogs, lol. I’m doing my best to stay away from them. Actually, it’s only been 3 weeks since I finished moving everything from Feilding. Up til then I was making at least daily trips with loads of stuff.
You’d think since we moved in here proper that we’d be down the beach every day. But it’s been very spasmodic up til the past few days as I’d get outside and start doing something (the weather has been fantastic up til a week ago) and the days would just go without F&B getting a walk. But we’ve been going every day lately and, needless to say, we all have a great time.
But the BEST fun is in the sand dunes where Beryl goes and does
It eventually occurred to me that there was a possibility the cave he’d dug could collapse on him so I put him on a lead next time he came up for air and got him away. Beryl might be able to run faster than Frankie but she’ll never be able to dig holes like him!
Some things never change, once I get started I find it hard to stop:) OK, I’m going to stop being a stranger and get back into the loop … tomorrow! Time we hit the sack now. Beryl sends her love, Deccy, and she’s very glad the pumpkin worked;) xxxx