Working Bee's

Margaret and Jeanette are off island and their friends are very much looking forward to the day they can come home. Particularly as they'll be coming home to their new home. Some few jobs needed doing so there was a Sunday morning gathering to stain the fence and deck.

 Nope. Maggie's not doing the hula. I think that she may well be passing comments about the photographer

 Di and Tracey have agreed to at least stand up and look at the camera

 Sue is the Keeper of the Paint and the Doler Outerrer ~ which is good because it's a rotten job

 Lesley manages to look totally professional

 Tracey and Di showing us how it's really done

 The view from the front lawn. It looks out to the waters beyond Kingston. Lovely

 A pic of the front garden that Roselie has dug out. She said the soil is concrete, but I'm sure she's exaggerating. She's not in the pic because she's taken a drive to the Waste Centre. Funny how that happened just as I got the camera out!

Sue beside the gate also looking totally professional. Mind you. If she and Tracey are known internationally for their painting of the Cyclarama, they surely should be able to stain a fence! Hurry home M n J.

Lorilea Update

Our Grandfather built Lorilea in 1936. Mum and Dad lived there all their married life and Dad still does at 90+. Sharyn and Mitch are moving in and some slight ~ so they thought ~ alterations needed to be done. As often happens with older houses, there were a few surprises in store. So the minor alterations have turned into somewhat larger renovations. These are a few pics, and we're all looking forward to what will Lorilea will eventually look like. Must say, those two are working like Trojans, and they start their day singing the praises of Jeremy Tullner Watson.

I haven't added any comments. There's no need. There's some sadness, some nostaligia and a heckova lot of excitement as things move along. The one thing we can say is that the old home definately doesn't look the same... I'll keep you posted on their next step.

Miss Rylee

I'm not too sure what her Father and Mother thinks about Rylee being on the blog, but when her doting grandmother sends me an updated photo she is just sooooooo cute! So. Here is Miss Rylee, watching the world

Big Al's after party

The next day following clean up is usually the worst. However, in this case, it was absolutely GREAT. A few close friends gathered on the randa at Big Al's to help him celebrate his real birthday, which culminated in their spouses being called to join in and an amazing dinner was had by all!

How does one get the horrific with the absolutely cute on the one blog post? Simple. Let The Lad steal the camera and then take photos of Ceilidh!

 Little Miss Tidy Up doing busy things with the broom

 Mum and Dad keeping a watchful eye on the children ~ or not!

 The Lad doing lad things

 Truck playing with his dog

 Heidi putting up with Truck

 Al and Dids fixing the complexities of the Universe

 Gaye showing how she can get along with anyone ~ and I mean ANYONE

 Heidi and Gaye checking that all is well.

 Guess who's got the camera now!

 Now these are art  in the making

 ... and again

 ... still

 Lovers

NOT lovers

 Vinny the gorgeous

 Tina and Matt

 Something???

 More lovers

 The Puppy

 Heidi and the Puppy

 Truck and the Puppy

 Ceilidh

 ...and again. How CUTE is this!!!

...and Mummy, in adoration of her two beautiful children.  Wael Dan Daalen. You did a fantastic job!!

Afternoon tea at Flagstaff

Well, you can see from the photos that I was a little behind the eight ball on Sunday. In fact, you could probably say that I was behind the two ball ~ if there is such a thing. I didn't take a photo of Tzarn and Corinna; of Duane; of Debbie's chocolate cake. However, to make up for all of that you have to admit that the photo of Ruby and William is just purrrfect!

                                    

 Linden, Debbie, Ruby and Serena, vastly amused at my obvious lacking in visitors, which required them to stand on the edge of the cliff and wave!

 Ruby, Serene and Willilam enjoying the moment

 Purrrfection!

 Maybe not perfection, but still cute!

Afternoon tea at Mrs Gates

I had received an invitation earlier in the week to join Maree to partake of dark brown cake at Mrs Gates. Now this is what Sunday's all about, so up to Cutters Corn I went.

 The first thing to do is to take along a gift so I snapped one of her roses from the front garden to hand to her as I arrived. Then I realise how pretty they were so I snapped a photo also

 The poinsettia looked lovely as I walked in so I took a photo of that also

 They were well on the way, so I had to squeeze in and eat all the chocolate biccies very quickly.

...as you can see from the photo, Mrs Gate takes afternoon tea very seriously indeed. But when she was about to cut the tortilla with melted cheese, I said STOP!

I was having an afternoon tea at Flagstaff at 3pm and as I had done nothing at all about it, I thought that I would take Mrs Gate's tortilla with me. Maree by this time had collapsed into giggles but Mrs Gate with her usual serenity just wrapped the plate in alfoil and sent me on my way! They are simply delicious, this pair.

Sunday morning and all is NOT well

I woke late and then woke later.  Crawled out of my trunkle beddy only to find that the green haze was walking with me. Nonetheless, I had to up and be doing because the girls were leaving on the Kiwi flight and I had to make sure that they left. One week is more than enough for Norfolk to carry Sharyn and Rosemary, and any longer sets in a gravitational tilt so after ensuring that they were on the plane and definately leaving, I dragged my sorry self to the Olive where a life restoring latte picked me up. Off the floor! Not literally of course. I behaved with absolute couth at all times.