The kitchen garden is packed with goodies. Everywhere you turn there is something good to eat. I love my backyard pantry but unlike the one filled with tins of food this one has it’s own mind and can catch you out if you don’t have your wits about... 
It was with high excitement that we ventured to the kitchen garden after almost 2 days on continuous rain. How much would everything grown, what would be ready for harvest. The beans were the stars of the show with their prolific bounty. It’s action stations... 
A week ago MT and his Dad were basking in sunshine and whilst the Basin Reserve in Wellington may not quite be the MCG in Melbourne it is, I am told, a fine ground for a spot of cricket. The crowds are smaller but the games can be as important – in this case... 
I fully intended to celebrate Big Bassets homecoming from his day trip to the vets with some portraits at home. The weather has conspired against me and it’s howling a southerly and raining so I’m cheating and using some photographs taken by my father in... 
He looked at me with indignation – what, I’m not coming too? Little Basset was puzzled, he was left sitting in the car and his pesky big brother was strutting off with the pack leader. I’m sure he must have been thinking what have I done to... 