Summer in a jar

Being a fully fledged Domestic Executive requires a full portfolio of home cooking talents but there are areas of culinary functions I’ve shied away from perfecting.  Fear of failure you might think.  And, you’d be right.  There is nothing more...

Where are you brother?

Little basset cuts a lonely pose today as Fortnum languishes at the vet having a minor op on his eye.  He spent a great deal of time looking backward on our walk down by the Hutt River.  Now back home he is making the most of the extra space on the window...

Giant clouds puff over the mountain

I am so over blanket cloud this summer but there was an invasion of mega clouds yesterday evening.  They billowed up from behind the hills like a puff of pure white mass of fluff. There were similar clouds on the hills behind the house cascading down the...

Tour of New Zealand: Kaitoke killer hill

Some days the action comes to your part of the world. Cyclists tell us that the Kaitoke hill is the killer hill not the Rimutaka Hill Road where these were heading for stage one of the Tour of New Zealand race today.