Sometimes it takes me a little longer than most people to catch on. But once I do there is now stopping me. Last year I took a nervous step into jam making. This year I was determined to get jamming again. OK, I admit, the strawberry season was all but over... 
Bassets seem to surpass themselves when it comes to sleeping. They have a routine of naps that seems to last from breakfast to dinner time. When things got really quiet on Sunday morning I was not surprise to find Fortnum comatose on the sofa illegally breaking... 
The last two weeks have thrown wild extremes of weather at us – wind (read that as howling gales), rain (read that as downpours) and sun (read as, well that round heat generator in the sky). Nothing new you might think for someone living in the Wellington... I wandered up from the kitchen garden on Tuesday night and saw this cloud hanging over the hill behind. It was visualisation of what I was feeling. High above that cloud my in-laws were in their plane to Auckland. After weeks of cohabitation we are back to our... I’ve had the drains up here at Domestic Executive HQ. The plumbing was looking a little rotten in places, there were leaks and all manner of gremlins lurking. To flush out the waterworks I have upgraded all the software and put on a new outfit. I have grand... 
