My fiancé turned to me last night and asked if I was having an existential experience. I realise what I must’ve looked like. People around me were dancing, cheering, singing and generally rocking-out, whereas I was completely still in my seat at The Opera House. Tears were running down my face and my hands covered … Continue reading When Prince Charming took me to see Prince Charming
I’ve been writing rest home profiles over the last couple of weeks. It’s part of my job as Pen-for-Hire. I’m lucky to have the work, but it’s been a little depressing. I’ve been making God’s waiting room seem attractive, and it’s got me thinking… Don’t get me wrong, these rest homes really do sound like … Continue reading This too will pass
I remember my last week in England before emigrating to New Zealand. We spent it at a friend’s flat in London. On the day we were leaving, I went for a walk alone in random London streets and tried to soak in the feel of the air and the smells of an English morning. I … Continue reading New Zealand
My children are Maori. They’re half English too of course, but they are considerably more identifiable as Maori than European. I am very fair in complexion, so my olive-skinned children look nothing like me. That’s something we don’t even think about until people ask ‘Are they yours?’ or ‘Where did you adopt them?’ or worse, … Continue reading The Adventure Continues … (Part Three: Hicks Bay)
I drove to Napier with my hands painfully gripping the steering wheel. I rarely tow my caravan, and my head was full of images of it wobbling and jack-knifing, coming unhooked and crashing into the car behind, and somehow dragging us to our deaths off the road as we passed through the gorge between Shannon … Continue reading At last, an adventure… (part two: Napier)
Two weeks ago, we hooked our very cool 1974 Classic caravan to the back of the station wagon and hit the road. We’ve stopped off at a couple of places on the East Coast of the North Island of New Zealand and we’re planning to stop off at a couple more. First stop was … Continue reading At last, an adventure… (part one)
I purchased a second-hand car this week. It’s very exciting and it's my birthday present to myself. I’ve been driving a tiny city run-around for ages, but it’s just too small for life with children, so I've bought myself a station wagon – a Mazda 6 in fact. It wasn’t as easy as it sounds; it was … Continue reading Have you heard the one about the blonde who goes to buy a used car…?