17/01/12 Joyce and Dave
Our last day in the south island saw us have breakfast with Joyce and Dave. After a fantastic mainly organic feed we were on our way. Before long we had stopped at some boulders that were totally round. Of course this was followed by a walk along the beech. Mum having been so carful with her legs made a jump over a stream and alas this ended with a sore knee. Inevitable really
Post walk we stopped for a fantastic fish lunch served out of a campervan. Thinking we had an age before we were due at the airport we took a leisurely pace. Fortunately James looked at the tickets and we realised that we needed to get there sooner than we had anticipated. We arrive 40 minutes before the flight and due to internal flights being a bit like busses, as in you just get on, check you own luggage and don't bother with security, all was well.
The lovely roger collected us from the airport with the essentials for life: milk, cereal, sweets and a lemon for a G&T....
18/1/12 Oh god its time to pack
Our last day together in New Zealand saw another walk, some dreaded packing from mum and a visit to the outdoor pool. The evening was spent eating fantastic food with Roger and Ross in Mint before retiring to their house for some post dinner drinks.
19/1/12 Hilary is on her way
The bird has flown the New Zealand nest. Hilary is on her way home. How nice it has been to spend some time with Hilary. She talked about all the support she had received from Carol, Elspeth, Sarah, Hillary and many others. Well you have done a fantastic job and thanks for keeping an eye on her...
20/1/12 Back to reality
Work work work. Oh well it pays the bills. James is still on his days off and lounging around the house (that said he has cleaned) Its also not too bad as the sun is shining and I can walk to my visits. My favourite sight of the week has been three huge tattooed men drinking beer and talking lots whilst feeding a new born baby. Incoungurs but nice to see never the less.
Friday heralds the weekend and our find Tory is coming rung for dinner including a home baked banana cake. Yum Yum
21/1/12 The sun is out again
Well with mum gone the sun is out again so we headded to the beech to do not very much. Joining us was roger and Tory and an afternoon of reclining, soaking up the sun and swimming followed. See this is what the weather is normally like mum... Honest!
21/1/12 Bare back riding!
We have been butch... Very butch. We went to the rodio. Now silighlty detracting frok our buchness was roger in a shirt sporting topless cowboys. We thought we were going to get dun over but amazingly no one seam to notice. After a beer and a skeak sandwich we ventured over to the area that they let the cows, bulls and horses out of the traps with mad men sitting bare back on these bucking beasts!
At one point they had ran out of riders and the guy orgniseing these things looked at me and sugested I give it a go. Normally one likes a challange but the complate lack of helments, body armer or safty somewhat put me off. The only requirment appeared to be that you were willing to give it a go. Some where drunk, one man complated his ride with a fag in his mouth and amazingly noone appeared to die. The odd cracked rib, and sore everything else occoured but no death. It seams madness that the law sti[pulates tyou ware a helmet even of a cycle path but riding a wilde bucking bull requires no such protecton!
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