The hunter returns empty handed, or does he?
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!
Jaxie’s story is urgent, desperate, opinionated and it gripped me from the get go.
A poetic family saga that frustrates and then rewards
I return to the blogosphere and it’s all about books.
The streets and the shops are filled with things glittery, sparkly, and shiny.
The let down was a slow slide that began during an upwards escalator ride.
When there’s only 14k of water between here and there, there’s only one thing to be done