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)
The weather in Wellington was beautiful today; a promise of the Summer to come.It was also Father’s Day. My little girls spent Father’s Day learning how to ride their new bikes with their mum.A bicycle shop is closing down and flogging everything for half price so I, like the rest of the Kapiti Coast, swooped … Continue reading A Ride Through Dad’s Day
I’ve been thinking about all that my daughters are teaching me. It’s the big ‘life’ stuff: Love. Laughter. Fun. This morning, I taught my two little girls to dunk their croissants into small bowls of hot chocolate, because nobody breakfasts like the French. I’m also teaching them to read and write and count. All that’s important, but … Continue reading Love. Laughter. Fun.
We’ve had this theory for a while now, my friend Jo and I. It’s come up in discussion sporadically over the last few years, and again today after the Dominion Post delivered yet another article about a supposed ‘man drought’ in New Zealand, particularly where I live on the Kapiti Coast. First of all I’d like to … Continue reading Polygamy is a Splendid Idea!