Last time I photographed Maggie she was here… now she’s arrived and is oh-so-adorable. Like, completely adorable – I was enchanted from my first glimpse of her… Maggie arrived right on time and is now at home, growing and changing … Continue reading
It’s those eyes and that smile that dragged me in. Smiling is exactly what Paula does when she explains why she’s marrying David. He’s my absolute opposite, he keeps me grounded (without him I’d have ten credit cards and be … Continue reading
‘Wisely and slow, they stumble that run fast’ – Romeo & Juliet Paula and David met at a bbq the last time Taranaki retained the Ranfurly Shield… fittingly, they will marry in the year the team finally got it back. … Continue reading
Kim is Mum to a super-cute and energetic two-year old; co-owner of not one, but two hair salons (where she is also my favourite hairdresser. Ever.) and is currently awaiting the arrival of Baby #2. She’s still working too, looking … Continue reading
It seems to me that if you know of a place that is good for collecting seafood, you don’t tell anyone else, lest they sneak in and plunder all your salty treats. So when Kent decided to impress a friend … Continue reading
One of the many reasons I love Taranaki is how vibrant it is here – there’s pretty much always something going on.
Last weekend was no exception – WOMAD was on in the park across the road. Normally our proximity to such an amazing venue is great, but it was a bit of a challenge this time round, especially as we had other plans and no tickets, as well as a battle for our usual carpark and the noise, oh the noise! Sunday night sounded like they were playing on the front lawn.
Mostly the volume just served to make me wish we’d forked out for tickets – it sounded AMAZING and there I was, tucked up in bed, while what sounded like every other person in the North Island was having a fabulous time… boo. So there’s nothing else for it – next time, we’ll go.
No doubt we’ll be joined by the kind of people who drive this – can’t work out why some write it off as a hippy-fest?!
I’ve just put a friend who we’ve had staying here for the last few days on a plane to the next stop on her NZ holiday and I’m both happy and sad. Happy because Dawn was someone I worked with in UK, who I’d got along well with, but never really got to know and the last few days have been a great chance to change that. We’ve had plenty of laughs, some great chats and far too much food… although she showed far more restraint than I. Sad because there’s something holiday-ish about having someone to stay – even if it’s their holiday – and once they’re gone, it’s back to normality (including doing my own dishes – ugh).
What is great about visitors is the chance to look at things through someone else’s eyes… I find it pretty easy to see something every day and take it for granted, so when Dawn asked if the amazing scenery here still made us think, “Wow!”, I did have to think about it. But only for a second. How could this not be “Wow”?