39) Technophobe…

I have hundreds of postcards, if you come to my house u will see postcards on the walls, on the fridge, inbetween pages of books, I found a postcard in my sock drawer yesterday... After years of collecting postcards I have decided that I really want to start making my own and so Irish Kiwi... Continue Reading →

Technophobe…

I have hundreds of postcards, if you come to my house u will see postcards on the walls, on the fridge, inbetween pages of books, I found a postcard in my sock drawer yesterday... After years of collecting postcards I have decided that I really want to start making my own and so Irish Kiwi... Continue Reading →

38) Helmet hair and buns of steel

Me: "So how soon until I can go running again?" Physiotherapist: "Not for at least a month." Me: "......oh....ok." Physiotherapist: "No seriously, I strongly recommend that you do not run with your knee in this condition." Me: "Gotcha, no running, I understand." Physiotherapist: "Ok good." Uncomfortable pause.... Me: "A light jog perhaps?" Physiotherapist: "PROMISE ME... Continue Reading →

36) Winter (not so) Wonderland

Yesterday morning the residents of Queenstown opened the curtains to discover the town covered in a blanket of snow, snowboarders and skiers delighted, tourists made snowmen and kids threw snowballs.   However for those of us who live in an apartment built for summer with no double glazing on the windows or insulation in the... Continue Reading →

35) Red Bums and Black Eyebrows

I have recently returned from a holiday to Fiji so if you are ever thinking of visiting Fiji then here is my advice to you: 1) Definitely bring lots of Sun cream:    Gerry in the morning: babe I don't think we need to be wearing factor 30 sunscreen, let's just wear factor 15. Gerry... Continue Reading →

34) Mount Kayak

So we have recently made the decision to stay in New Zealand permanently and become actual grown ups at last! That means it's time to make some changes. One of these changes is our apartment, I no longer view it as a temporary stop over, it's now a more permanent home in my mind so... Continue Reading →

32) Sausage Hands And Helicopters

I have travelled, I have lived in crowded hostels and cockroach infested apartments, I have driven the west coast of Australia and lived in a van for 3 weeks. All of these experiences led me to believe that a night of camping would be fantastic fun. Just me and Gerry, camping by the lake, drinking... Continue Reading →

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