The landscape is changing – the mountains and the valleys have changed to rolling hills and big skies, skies that remind us of home.
Here you'll find my thoughts about life, travel, books and, because I love a laugh, the occasional spoof. All this from the perspective of a small town, on an island, in a country that's too close to the Antarctic for comfort.
Nau Mai, Haere mai. Come on in!
From chaos to peace
It’s sunshine and olive groves all the way
The rain stops and my shoulders forgive me.
My shoulders think they are dying
We keep our promise and adapt our strategy
It rains and I have the first gear fail