<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1363898214020218674</id><updated>2011-11-28T13:06:27.180+13:00</updated><category term='Another glorious day in Paradise.'/><category term='Another catch up'/><category term='Spring in Christchurch'/><title type='text'>Canterbury Tales</title><subtitle type='html'>Tales from the wandering mind of one person who wishes to share the delights of this beautiful planet we are babysitting:)</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juniorwashbourn-canterburytales.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1363898214020218674/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juniorwashbourn-canterburytales.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>juniorwashbourn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07492279597192691591</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>20</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1363898214020218674.post-3859609189389772599</id><published>2009-02-15T17:54:00.004+13:00</published><updated>2009-02-15T18:09:18.893+13:00</updated><title type='text'>I LOVE summer in Canterbury</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;Hello folks, and thanks for coming back to me. I am sitting on the deck looking out across our view and our lovely city, thinking, ain't life just grand! We went into town this morning where Ma Boiy was a judge in a Barista Competition selecting finalists for the NZ Nationals in a fortnight - Ma Boiy loves the world of coffee and people and all that goes with it, and he is very involved in his work life.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Then we came home and took Katie the German Shepherd for a walk by the river - and she is the one snoring in the background - you are SO lucky you can't hear her!!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;The Captain has some really unusual tasks to fly in her job up north, and this week I got a text from The Captain to say she had flown a dead Maori lady from somewhere in the North Island, back to her hometown of Gisborne - there were lovely moments on board whilst she flew, and one was when the husband started singing Pokarekare Ana to her - The Captain said it was SOO lovely, and then the downside was before they took off, the husband had asked her how long she had been air hostessing !!!! NOT the question to ask a pilot! And it's not the first time - but being &lt;strong&gt;my &lt;/strong&gt;daughter, she just replied about 5 years!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Moments like that, and watching Ma Boiy this morning, we haven't done too badly at all with our kiddliwinkles!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;This won't be long I'm sorry but please check out my gorgeous &lt;a href="http://www.sotreadsoftly.typepad.com/"&gt;Mrs TS&lt;/a&gt; at SOTreadSoftly - she is SUCH a talented lady, and I love the things she creates out of things I wouldn't begin to know what to do with - and Happy Birthday Mrs TS - sorry I missed it this year!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Bless anyone who reads my ramblings, and sorry, no photos of the produce - just can't keep up with it all. Made apricot curd, and tomato sauce this week!!!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;script language="javascript" type="text/javascript" src="http://quickribbon.com/ribbon/2008/06/233c6e95f2c49d96c13f4b07b033b17a.js"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1363898214020218674-3859609189389772599?l=juniorwashbourn-canterburytales.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juniorwashbourn-canterburytales.blogspot.com/feeds/3859609189389772599/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1363898214020218674&amp;postID=3859609189389772599' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1363898214020218674/posts/default/3859609189389772599'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1363898214020218674/posts/default/3859609189389772599'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juniorwashbourn-canterburytales.blogspot.com/2009/02/i-love-summer-in-canterbury.html' title='I LOVE summer in Canterbury'/><author><name>juniorwashbourn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07492279597192691591</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1363898214020218674.post-8772187256078915744</id><published>2009-01-24T17:24:00.007+13:00</published><updated>2009-01-24T17:54:18.965+13:00</updated><title type='text'>A warm summers day!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bgoI3fi4Xg4/SXqc8HpWVpI/AAAAAAAAAJE/TQ5TZ5eM_ig/s1600-h/DSCF1672%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 134px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bgoI3fi4Xg4/SXqc8HpWVpI/AAAAAAAAAJE/TQ5TZ5eM_ig/s200/DSCF1672%5B1%5D.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294716868586002066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bgoI3fi4Xg4/SXqc8A89e1I/AAAAAAAAAI8/A0Rj5znLF8w/s1600-h/DSCF1682%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 134px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bgoI3fi4Xg4/SXqc8A89e1I/AAAAAAAAAI8/A0Rj5znLF8w/s200/DSCF1682%5B1%5D.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294716866789210962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bgoI3fi4Xg4/SXqc70jPo0I/AAAAAAAAAI0/dVijde2fq8w/s1600-h/DSCF1668%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 134px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bgoI3fi4Xg4/SXqc70jPo0I/AAAAAAAAAI0/dVijde2fq8w/s200/DSCF1668%5B1%5D.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294716863460123458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today is one of Canterbury's best!  Sir &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Ladbrooks&lt;/span&gt; and I ventured into the front &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;garden&lt;/span&gt; to clear some growth, and finished that by 10, after 2.5hrs work - feeling VERY satisfied! Then inside to hide &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;downstairs&lt;/span&gt; under one of the air cons - BLISS! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Now the third photo shows my beautiful &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Gleditsia&lt;/span&gt; at our front gate, number two is the harvested produce from today, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;yay&lt;/span&gt; to me! and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;numero&lt;/span&gt; uno is &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Mah&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Boiys&lt;/span&gt; new baby - Marley was welcomed to our family about 3 weeks ago, and he comes and spends time with me on &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;the&lt;/span&gt; REALLY hot days - lucky me!&lt;br /&gt;w&lt;br /&gt;We have had a lot of produce from the garden, including tons of potatoes! And tonight we are having a coleslaw made with home-grown cabbage, cheese, home-grown red onion, home-grown tomatoes - I am LOVING this home-grown!!! Tonight we have Mr and Mrs PB and two other couples coming for a bbq before we all retreat back to our world of little people from ages 5-12 starting with Professional Development days on Monday, thru Wednesday then Teacher Only day on Friday.&lt;br /&gt;It has been a great holiday, and I have achieved megaloads of resources being made ready for the new year - I am working for 2 days a week (Mon,Tues) with another woman at a school about 15mins away from home in the country - in fact, the same one Mr PB works at! We have a yr 5/6 class, and I am really looking forward to it.&lt;br /&gt;well, a bit brief, but contact at last - the PB's and other have just arrived for dinners. Thanks for reading, folks&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;script language="javascript" type="text/javascript" src="http://quickribbon.com/ribbon/2008/06/233c6e95f2c49d96c13f4b07b033b17a.js"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1363898214020218674-8772187256078915744?l=juniorwashbourn-canterburytales.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juniorwashbourn-canterburytales.blogspot.com/feeds/8772187256078915744/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1363898214020218674&amp;postID=8772187256078915744' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1363898214020218674/posts/default/8772187256078915744'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1363898214020218674/posts/default/8772187256078915744'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juniorwashbourn-canterburytales.blogspot.com/2009/01/warm-summers-day.html' title='A warm summers day!!'/><author><name>juniorwashbourn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07492279597192691591</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bgoI3fi4Xg4/SXqc8HpWVpI/AAAAAAAAAJE/TQ5TZ5eM_ig/s72-c/DSCF1672%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1363898214020218674.post-8227355926263121752</id><published>2009-01-14T09:05:00.004+13:00</published><updated>2009-01-14T09:13:12.559+13:00</updated><title type='text'>The world needs to see this!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bgoI3fi4Xg4/SWz1pxubryI/AAAAAAAAAIU/RT9hqa7D56U/s1600-h/DSCF1514.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bgoI3fi4Xg4/SWz1pxubryI/AAAAAAAAAIU/RT9hqa7D56U/s200/DSCF1514.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290873760325021474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bgoI3fi4Xg4/SWz1dk4eVZI/AAAAAAAAAIM/rtFiRZ2Ce-U/s1600-h/DSCF1513.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bgoI3fi4Xg4/SWz1dk4eVZI/AAAAAAAAAIM/rtFiRZ2Ce-U/s200/DSCF1513.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290873550719047058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bgoI3fi4Xg4/SWz1NBiXgHI/AAAAAAAAAIE/RM1GaEXRQKM/s1600-h/DSCF1502.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bgoI3fi4Xg4/SWz1NBiXgHI/AAAAAAAAAIE/RM1GaEXRQKM/s200/DSCF1502.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290873266353176690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Apparently the world needs to see my vege garden - I am so excited by what I have been doing in it, and we are eating copious amounts of FRESH veg nightly!! It is such an exhilirating feeling! So, a few photos to be added. I have had no luck with the carrots, but everything else is shooting away like wildfire!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;script language="javascript" type="text/javascript" src="http://quickribbon.com/ribbon/2008/06/233c6e95f2c49d96c13f4b07b033b17a.js"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1363898214020218674-8227355926263121752?l=juniorwashbourn-canterburytales.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juniorwashbourn-canterburytales.blogspot.com/feeds/8227355926263121752/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1363898214020218674&amp;postID=8227355926263121752' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1363898214020218674/posts/default/8227355926263121752'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1363898214020218674/posts/default/8227355926263121752'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juniorwashbourn-canterburytales.blogspot.com/2009/01/world-needs-to-see-this.html' title='The world needs to see this!'/><author><name>juniorwashbourn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07492279597192691591</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bgoI3fi4Xg4/SWz1pxubryI/AAAAAAAAAIU/RT9hqa7D56U/s72-c/DSCF1514.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1363898214020218674.post-657940274190178329</id><published>2009-01-05T11:36:00.001+13:00</published><updated>2009-01-05T11:39:22.754+13:00</updated><title type='text'>A great savings website!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;I REALLY recommend this &lt;a href="http://www.simplesavings.co.nz/"&gt;website&lt;/a&gt; - it has helped me during the last year, and I know that there are scores of New Zealanders out there who would find this such a good site. I'll let you navigate your way to it and find out all about it yourself - but believe me it makes terrific suggestions, especially in this hard economic climate. Go, and enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;script language="javascript" type="text/javascript" src="http://quickribbon.com/ribbon/2008/06/233c6e95f2c49d96c13f4b07b033b17a.js"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1363898214020218674-657940274190178329?l=juniorwashbourn-canterburytales.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juniorwashbourn-canterburytales.blogspot.com/feeds/657940274190178329/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1363898214020218674&amp;postID=657940274190178329' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1363898214020218674/posts/default/657940274190178329'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1363898214020218674/posts/default/657940274190178329'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juniorwashbourn-canterburytales.blogspot.com/2009/01/great-savings-website.html' title='A great savings website!'/><author><name>juniorwashbourn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07492279597192691591</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1363898214020218674.post-6920156800702496749</id><published>2009-01-05T10:47:00.007+13:00</published><updated>2009-01-06T15:09:37.250+13:00</updated><title type='text'>It REALLY is the New Year!</title><content type='html'>Greetings and salutations people, and may you all have a wonderful and prosperous 2009 :) Have been absent for ages as I don't have the tenacity of &lt;a href="http://www.sotreadsoftly.typepad.com/"&gt;Mrs TS&lt;/a&gt; but I shall give you an update on our goings-on!&lt;br /&gt;Where to start? - let's start with Ma Boiy - he is the happiest we have ever known him to be. He has a great position as a barista-trainer, part sales and other things coffee related at a well-established and well-known Christchurch coffee house . He gets to travel, and he's fine-tuning his roastery techniques, and he still gets to doing barista-ing - plus he is one of the judges at a big competition here for baristas, so all goes well for him. He is also in a relationship with a delightful young woman, and they now have got Marley to make their little family more complete! He is a black lab pup, and I'm sure he has been around this earth before...photo if I remember!&lt;br /&gt;The Captain is now well ensconced in her new position at Air Gisborne, where she works three days a week as a pilot - and boy! She gets some terrific jobs - flying around the country with businessmen who need to get somewhere, she also does DHB flights to either Auckland or Hamilton or Palmerston North hospital, taking patients who need to be somewhere else. She really enjoys the flying. To supplement her income, she has a part-time job at the Amcal pharmacy in Gisborne - and of course, she grew up being a pharmacy retailer so she can do that job with her eyes closed - she has been told NOT to do the flying with the same confidence!&lt;br /&gt;But the big news for The Captain is that she is now engaged!!! Abe is a from Fiji ( yes, they met there during her sojourn in the Pacific Isles). He is an Air Traffic Controller based in Gisborne, and they have both settles into a lovely flat by the coast in Okitu. Wedding set for early November!&lt;br /&gt;Sir Ladbrook has bought a new pharmacy - based in the South-west of the city it is another small pharmacy with an established client base and terrific staff! It is only open Mon-Fri 9-5.30pm!! No methadone programme being done there at all - unfortunately, when you have the that running in your pharmacy, those individuals who feel they have a right to the drugs have a tendency to come and get them when THEY feel like it, and Mr CT was sick of 8 armed holdups, and decided he had enough grey hairs living with me, without having to be concerned with " when is it going to happen next!" Have to say though, that the regulars were never the ones who felt they had that right - it was other prats!&lt;br /&gt;And moi? Well, still teaching, and in fact have managed to get a two day teaching week on a regular basis - so I shall be teaching yrs 5 and 6 children at a school a little bit out in the country, where my good friend Mr B &lt;a href="http://poppiesanddaisies.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://poppiesanddaisies.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;has been teaching for a couple of years, plus another friend from one of my schools I relieved at, also has secured a position there in Yr 7 - so it is an exciting year for Moi this year! I have not had a regular teaching job EVER - I took over a Yr 8 class on 2 occasions about 4 years ago, but this is totally new! Having conniptions about the forthcoming nuptials - need to lose weight for definite now - the arthritis wasn't enough to do it, but my god, what a thought of ALL those photos in November - shock! Horror!&lt;br /&gt;Just worked out I haven't any photos on this computer, of Marley, that is, so shall add them next time!&lt;br /&gt;Take care, and I AM back now!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;script language="javascript" type="text/javascript" src="http://quickribbon.com/ribbon/2008/06/233c6e95f2c49d96c13f4b07b033b17a.js"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1363898214020218674-6920156800702496749?l=juniorwashbourn-canterburytales.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juniorwashbourn-canterburytales.blogspot.com/feeds/6920156800702496749/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1363898214020218674&amp;postID=6920156800702496749' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1363898214020218674/posts/default/6920156800702496749'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1363898214020218674/posts/default/6920156800702496749'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juniorwashbourn-canterburytales.blogspot.com/2009/01/it-really-is-new-year.html' title='It REALLY is the New Year!'/><author><name>juniorwashbourn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07492279597192691591</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1363898214020218674.post-3636535626041298387</id><published>2008-12-04T13:53:00.000+13:00</published><updated>2009-01-05T11:35:28.573+13:00</updated><title type='text'>Ohmigod it's nearly Christmas</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;There are SO many things happening at this time of year, but would you believe - my happenings have very little to do with Christmas and the silly season! I have, as I mentioned in my last post, discovered the joy of gardening, and I am now the proud owner of a VERY substantial vegetable garden! In it I have :&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;beans, carrots, cabbages, capsicum, garlic, cucumber, leeks, spring onions, pukekohe onions, peas, corn, potatoes,tomatoes (3 varieties), lettuces (4 varieties),radishes, and baby beets! Boy am I PROUD of my garden&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Photos coming!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;script language="javascript" type="text/javascript" src="http://quickribbon.com/ribbon/2008/06/233c6e95f2c49d96c13f4b07b033b17a.js"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1363898214020218674-3636535626041298387?l=juniorwashbourn-canterburytales.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juniorwashbourn-canterburytales.blogspot.com/feeds/3636535626041298387/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1363898214020218674&amp;postID=3636535626041298387' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1363898214020218674/posts/default/3636535626041298387'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1363898214020218674/posts/default/3636535626041298387'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juniorwashbourn-canterburytales.blogspot.com/2008/04/ohmigod-its-nearly-christmas.html' title='Ohmigod it&apos;s nearly Christmas'/><author><name>juniorwashbourn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07492279597192691591</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1363898214020218674.post-3370855658436296495</id><published>2008-06-17T22:43:00.010+12:00</published><updated>2008-12-04T13:53:50.118+13:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Another catch up'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_bgoI3fi4Xg4/SFeZDCCUpeI/AAAAAAAAAFw/OvlnxFo2eyQ/s1600-h/DSCF0435.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212803371069908450" style="FLOAT: left; 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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Hi there, my few readers - yes, I am feeling lots unloved today, cos it's been a miserable day in a classroom with 9 and 10year-olds who really let me down with the behaviour standard, and that was SO disappointing when they know me so well - so I NEED love and reassurance :(&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;However, onwards and upwards, the winter has hit, and that is always great as it means that summer is moving closer, and we are nearly at the shortest day!!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ma Boiy has gone flatting, and that does our relationship the world of good, and The Captain is home from Fiji, and enjoying being back in the family-fold, allbeit for a short time while she hunts down work!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;A dear friend has started working on my garden - she claims to NOT be a gardener, but if you could see some of the things she has done around her new garden at their new home, well, it takes a bit of convincing! She has a knack of moving plants and they don't even know they have been moved, of pruning, and they don't look as if they have been touched, and of working for 3 hours and managing to do 8 hours worth of work - and what's more - she LOVES it!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;The photos at the top are just to remind me (and you) what is in store when the weather improves - bring it on!&lt;/em&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;So, there we are. Another short report to let you know I AM still around - just not making the time to blog like my friends do - that is, frequently. Perhaps that is why I don't get many comments - there's not been much to read, aye?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Well, next time WILL be longer and more enjoyable reading.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Until then, my friends,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Good night&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;script language="javascript" type="text/javascript" src="http://quickribbon.com/ribbon/2008/06/233c6e95f2c49d96c13f4b07b033b17a.js"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1363898214020218674-3370855658436296495?l=juniorwashbourn-canterburytales.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juniorwashbourn-canterburytales.blogspot.com/feeds/3370855658436296495/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1363898214020218674&amp;postID=3370855658436296495' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1363898214020218674/posts/default/3370855658436296495'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1363898214020218674/posts/default/3370855658436296495'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juniorwashbourn-canterburytales.blogspot.com/2008/06/hi-there-my-few-readers-yes-i-am.html' title=''/><author><name>juniorwashbourn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07492279597192691591</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_bgoI3fi4Xg4/SFeZDCCUpeI/AAAAAAAAAFw/OvlnxFo2eyQ/s72-c/DSCF0435.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1363898214020218674.post-3517806760879798321</id><published>2008-05-03T13:08:00.005+12:00</published><updated>2008-05-03T13:56:53.082+12:00</updated><title type='text'>To welcome me back</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://poppiesanddaisies.blogspot.com/"&gt;poppiesanddaisies.blogspot.com&lt;/a&gt; - a&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; very wonderful and amazing young women - my new hero...that woman, as you know from her blog, has moments of  doubt and worry about herself - but she needs to know that she is really an amazing young woman who has the personality and grace and charm of a woman like Jane Fonda, or Grace Kelly - you GO Mrs PB! we all love you!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;NOW, onto what I initially intended to write about before I slipped over there on her blog to visit!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I have decided that I am a manic person in some ways - I rediscovered gardening in January (refer last blog) and now I have rediscovered cooking - I am hellbent on cooking naturally for my family (all of whom are living beneath the parental units wings once more - more on that later). Sir Ladbrook and I trot off MOST Saturday mornings - well we've been three times to TWO - to the local farmers market - local being the brilliant Lyttleton one (&lt;a href="http://www.smaps.co.nz/"&gt;www.smaps.co.nz&lt;/a&gt;) and we buy free range eggs, and garden fresh veges that haven't been sprayed, and then free range, hormone free meat - it's all so incredibly exciting. However, I have discovered that at the bottom of my hill, there is a free range, hormone free butcher, and next door an organic vegetable and food place where the veges are the same colours they were when I was growing up in the 50's and 60's - you know the colours I mean - like &lt;a href="http://www.sotreadsoftly.typepad.com/"&gt;www.sotreadsoftly.typepad.com&lt;/a&gt; - where Mrs STS had her colour rage this week - REAL orange for a pumpkin, and REAL green for silverbeet and broccoli!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;So, now that we have the fledglings both at home, there is more demand on my culinary skills, and they are both enjoying the spoils of my hard work! Yay!:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Now, you are asking , what has caused the fledgling to return from Nadi? Well, The Captain decided to finish her time offshore, and return to NZ to further her career. Hence she has moved back home to do some serious study for a three day interview at the end of the month; she has one in the North Island of NZ with a small local airline, and when she joins them she will be flying twin engine Beech aircraft to smaller provincial airports - a very important next step in  her flying career. Mind you, with today's temperatures struggling to reach 5degrees celsius, I suspect she may be regretting THAT move a la mo! It is lovely having her back, as she is a delightful young woman, who has a mind of her own, but in a very positive way.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Ma Boiy is still hunkering down in the downstairs bedroom, and is working happily at a small coffee roasting business where he is also furthering his skills in barista-ing, sales and now adding maintenance to his repertoire of skills within the coffee world. He is such a personable young man, that he is well suited to chatting to people and winning them over. It's actually a really lovely feeling being proud of both our off-spring!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Mr CT and I had a brief sojourn to Mooloolaba, Queensland, Australia where we went to the wedding of the son of a dear couple we know there. There is always great weather on the Sunshine Coast &lt;a href="http://www.tourismsunshinecoast.com.au/"&gt;www.tourismsunshinecoast.com.au&lt;/a&gt; and we were not disappointed this time. We had ten days there and got growled at by colleagues/friends because I sent emails and texts from there and Mr PD also commented on it. but it was THAT sort of holiday where we were blobbing and boy did we blob!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Well, rather than put you ALL (all 3 of you that I KNOW about) into brain overload with information, suffice to say I am back and look forward to re-establishing our wonderful blogging relationship. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Until next time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Mrs CT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;P.S. no photos as it is too cold to go to bedroom and get camera - it is now 4.8degrees outside and in the bedroom!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;script language="javascript" type="text/javascript" src="http://quickribbon.com/ribbon/2008/06/233c6e95f2c49d96c13f4b07b033b17a.js"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1363898214020218674-3517806760879798321?l=juniorwashbourn-canterburytales.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juniorwashbourn-canterburytales.blogspot.com/feeds/3517806760879798321/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1363898214020218674&amp;postID=3517806760879798321' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1363898214020218674/posts/default/3517806760879798321'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1363898214020218674/posts/default/3517806760879798321'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juniorwashbourn-canterburytales.blogspot.com/2008/05/to-welcome-me-back.html' title='To welcome me back'/><author><name>juniorwashbourn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07492279597192691591</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1363898214020218674.post-6766105310635711430</id><published>2008-01-29T22:19:00.001+13:00</published><updated>2008-01-29T22:33:28.532+13:00</updated><title type='text'>Where am I?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Where have I been? I don't know - gardening ( I have rediscovered the joys of gardening ), visiting ( I am busy catching up on people I haven't seen for aeons ), scrap-booking ( I am ACTUALLY starting to tidy my office, so I can get in there and BEGIN scrap-booking ), reading, cooking beautiful meals from scratch instead of using things out of packets. My latest favourite is COLOUR - red, green and yellow peppers, cabbage, carrots, tomatoes, broccoli  anything that can be cooked as a vege and has COLOUR!! We have had some terrific meals of late - amazing what one can do when one puts one mind to something!&lt;br /&gt;No photos this time as it is late, and I am on my way to bed, but noticed that both Poppy Black and SoTreadSoftly had updated their blogs so had to touch bases too - not that I am aware of ANYONE at all reading my blog, but it gives me a sense of satisfaction to write. I guess I don't have many comments because I am not arty crafty and clever with my hands like my wonderfully talented niece-in-law, and the very crafty Poppy Black - I am more sneaky crafty - you want a surprise party organised, then I'm your (wo)man!! You want to buy someone an appropriate gift, then send me hunting, but DO NOT ask me to put together anything that remotely reeks of creativity - no SIr,it aint moi!&lt;br /&gt;So this is just to let my phantom fans know that I have not forgotten them, all two of you, (thanks Poppy Black and Mrs STS!) and I shall get some photos onto this page asap and fill in more details of the past month.&lt;br /&gt;Ciao bambinos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;script language="javascript" type="text/javascript" src="http://quickribbon.com/ribbon/2008/06/233c6e95f2c49d96c13f4b07b033b17a.js"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1363898214020218674-6766105310635711430?l=juniorwashbourn-canterburytales.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juniorwashbourn-canterburytales.blogspot.com/feeds/6766105310635711430/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1363898214020218674&amp;postID=6766105310635711430' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1363898214020218674/posts/default/6766105310635711430'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1363898214020218674/posts/default/6766105310635711430'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juniorwashbourn-canterburytales.blogspot.com/2008/01/where-am-i.html' title='Where am I?'/><author><name>juniorwashbourn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07492279597192691591</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1363898214020218674.post-6355372759436596911</id><published>2007-12-02T10:29:00.000+13:00</published><updated>2007-12-02T13:48:08.034+13:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas came early!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_bgoI3fi4Xg4/R1H96y52tMI/AAAAAAAAAFY/7iynELlTVTU/s1600-R/DSCF0539.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139167836345119938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_bgoI3fi4Xg4/R1H96y52tMI/AAAAAAAAAFY/Cyz1ZB0TxVQ/s200/DSCF0539.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_bgoI3fi4Xg4/R1H90S52tLI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/N6iXwFKeDoQ/s1600-R/DSCF0538.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139167724675970226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_bgoI3fi4Xg4/R1H90S52tLI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/rILaJEV5PSc/s200/DSCF0538.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_bgoI3fi4Xg4/R1H9sy52tKI/AAAAAAAAAFI/z_ZbXPN3IaA/s1600-R/DSCF0537.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139167595826951330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_bgoI3fi4Xg4/R1H9sy52tKI/AAAAAAAAAFI/uoYXfbLhAG8/s200/DSCF0537.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_bgoI3fi4Xg4/R1H9li52tJI/AAAAAAAAAFA/fNSat_tMHgU/s1600-R/DSCF0535.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139167471272899730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_bgoI3fi4Xg4/R1H9li52tJI/AAAAAAAAAFA/9AdJoU3hcNE/s200/DSCF0535.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139167290884273282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 185px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 217px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="208" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_bgoI3fi4Xg4/R1H9bC52tII/AAAAAAAAAE4/HEpd3u8Ao7Q/s200/DSCF0534.JPG" width="172" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_bgoI3fi4Xg4/R1H8KC52tFI/AAAAAAAAAEg/HZngCHQws4E/s1600-R/DSCF0534.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139165680271537218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 175px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 158px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="112" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_bgoI3fi4Xg4/R1H79S52tEI/AAAAAAAAAEY/xr1eNNc_O2g/s200/DSCF0533.JPG" width="175" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Things have been quite busy for me lately, so today is the first time I've had a chance to update my blog. Many things have happened in our lives - most of them small and insignificant to others, but the biggest "happening" is that The Captain was asked by her millionaire boss in Fiji, to take over the position of Chief Flying officer in December when the present one returns to Aus to continue his career there. She was a bit taken aback as she had a special friend who was coming to NZ to do an upgrade to NZ levels of the Air Traffic Controllers qualification which he already holds - but she decided that the opportunity was too good to turn down, so she accepted it. She is to be in Fiji now for a further 12months, but is getting trained in a twin engine Seneca plane which will get her further ahead overseas when she finally travels to Canada (or where-ever she goes) after Fiji. She is now quite excited about it since she has made the decision, and she will be back here after Xmas for a friends wedding, and will catch up with her friend then...so it looks like Sir Ladbrooks and I will be doing another trip to Fiji in winter!!! Yay!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;We also have Mah Boiy back from Melbourne, and he is staying at home for a few months. He is running a cafe that does only takeaway coffees and he does a few bits of food like paninis and muffins. He is learning how to run a business and do the GST and ordering etc, so he can go back to Aus and look at eventually buying his own cafe and making his mother LOTS of money!!!!! yeah right!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Sir Ladbrook and I are moving our photolab from Church Corner in Christchurch to opposite the pharmacy in Lincoln Rd - that will make running the two businesses easier by having them closer together. The move takes place on 27th December.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Now, one of THE most wonderful things that has happened lately, is getting a parcel from my niece in Greytown in the North Island, and this parcel was a few of her goodies that I ordered. Take a tip friends, if you want beautifully handmade gifts as presents for special people, I cannot recommend Al's stuff highly enough. The detail and finish is absolutely fantastic, and the goods are delightful. I shall try to remember a photo on this page before I finish blogging. Seriously, the packaging alone showed that this was a quality parcel - you know those presents you get where you don't want to ruin the parcel by actually opening it??!! Well, it was one of THOSE experiences.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;And when I DID open it, I saw the great things as pictured. I have put the BIC biro alongside to give you an idea of the sizes. The little nests are going to adorn the Christmas tree - and one HAS to have a REAL tree to do them justice, so thanks to Al for bringing the real Xmas tree back into the home instead of one with Made in China stamped on the base!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;The first pic is a great little bag and the vintage book came with it - boy, have I had a rush on to read that book!!! 2nd pic is a terrific scarf which has a loop on it - made in superb material shades. Pic 3 shows the two cloth badges made using vintage buttons - very popular with the staff at school - and the others are two of the fantastic little wool and raffia nests (am I right,Al?) They will defintely be on the tree, and the last photo is of 2 coasters which Al sent - they are so much nicer than horrible photo ones made by large firms, or advertising ones which generally have a place in our home! Thanks to Al, very much!:)and pics 4 and 5 are the doorstops - they have a handle on top so moving them is easy, and they are so pretty to have instead of some unglamorous-looking old heavy thing!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;So we don't actually NEED the 25th for Christmas - we have had it now!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Take care my friends and remember Al if you want extra special handmade presents to give that someone special. Will write again before the silly season takes hold.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;script language="javascript" type="text/javascript" src="http://quickribbon.com/ribbon/2008/06/233c6e95f2c49d96c13f4b07b033b17a.js"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1363898214020218674-6355372759436596911?l=juniorwashbourn-canterburytales.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juniorwashbourn-canterburytales.blogspot.com/feeds/6355372759436596911/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1363898214020218674&amp;postID=6355372759436596911' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1363898214020218674/posts/default/6355372759436596911'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1363898214020218674/posts/default/6355372759436596911'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juniorwashbourn-canterburytales.blogspot.com/2007/12/christmas-came-early.html' title='Christmas came early!!!'/><author><name>juniorwashbourn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07492279597192691591</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_bgoI3fi4Xg4/R1H96y52tMI/AAAAAAAAAFY/Cyz1ZB0TxVQ/s72-c/DSCF0539.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1363898214020218674.post-5773065517484270664</id><published>2007-11-11T16:54:00.000+13:00</published><updated>2007-11-11T16:55:38.871+13:00</updated><title type='text'>Let's try something new</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I have decided that I am going to try for the ad-sense scene - so there's not a lot to add to my last post, but I just wanted to see what people think of this&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;script language="javascript" type="text/javascript" src="http://quickribbon.com/ribbon/2008/06/233c6e95f2c49d96c13f4b07b033b17a.js"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1363898214020218674-5773065517484270664?l=juniorwashbourn-canterburytales.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juniorwashbourn-canterburytales.blogspot.com/feeds/5773065517484270664/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1363898214020218674&amp;postID=5773065517484270664' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1363898214020218674/posts/default/5773065517484270664'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1363898214020218674/posts/default/5773065517484270664'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juniorwashbourn-canterburytales.blogspot.com/2007/11/lets-try-something-new.html' title='Let&apos;s try something new'/><author><name>juniorwashbourn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07492279597192691591</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1363898214020218674.post-8525788039949525125</id><published>2007-11-08T18:53:00.000+13:00</published><updated>2007-11-08T22:17:27.355+13:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;We have now passed Halloween and Guy Fawke's nights and I am left wondering why HZ has to take these ridiculous occasions and make them into something so horrible - at school we are not allowed to teach children about witches and goblins, nor about terrorists (like GF), but the parents, who are the first to complain about certain myths and legends, are allowed to celebrate and encourage their children to celebrate occasions such as these 2 - I really am getting to be an old grouch, but something reeks of double standards here!&lt;br /&gt;Enough! spring has sprung and so has a change in the weather - yay! I am getting such beautiful vistas from my lounge window of my glorious roses, and "flags" (don't know the horticultural name, but &lt;a href="http://poppiesanddaisies.blogspot.com"&gt;Poppiesanddaisies&lt;/a&gt; will, so contact her for it.)&lt;br /&gt;A busy couple of weeks on the work front for me, and that is great - I am saving to have both bathrooms in the home re-done - they are both 16years old and beginning to show signs of wear and tear. Doesn't help having Ma Boiy home fulltime, as the downstairs bathroom where he inhabits, is the worst of the showers.&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of Ma Boiy  he is happily ensconced in a coffee outlet which is a machine and cups place only, and it is in the front of a printing shop. He has no tables for sitting at, but he has a great local clientele who are returning there in droves for Ma Boiy's coffee - he IS a great barista! - after the tyoung lasss who WAS running it, and who professed that she was NO barista! It has given him a chance run a business and learn that side of things so he can return to Melbourne and hopefully buy his own place in the not-too-distant future.&lt;br /&gt;The Captain is staying on in Nadi for another six months, and has made that decision quite happily. She is going to be trained on a Seneca, which is a twin engine, and will stand her in good stead for returning here or going on to Canada to fly the ATR which is a small provincial sized aeroplane.&lt;br /&gt;Sir Ladbrooks has decided to move the digital photo lab that we have from Upper Riccarton to across the road from our pharmacy in Addington. Things have changed in UR since we sold our large pharmacy there, and the mall we were in is now full of Asian restaurants, and butchers and florists, and the whole area is different from 4 years ago!&lt;br /&gt;We are very excited about this new move and it has inspired Keith and I to re-look at what we are doing with that business, so I shall keep you posted.&lt;br /&gt;Well, good people, I shall sign off now - have a great weekend. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;script language="javascript" type="text/javascript" src="http://quickribbon.com/ribbon/2008/06/233c6e95f2c49d96c13f4b07b033b17a.js"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1363898214020218674-8525788039949525125?l=juniorwashbourn-canterburytales.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juniorwashbourn-canterburytales.blogspot.com/feeds/8525788039949525125/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1363898214020218674&amp;postID=8525788039949525125' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1363898214020218674/posts/default/8525788039949525125'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1363898214020218674/posts/default/8525788039949525125'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juniorwashbourn-canterburytales.blogspot.com/2007/11/we-have-now-passed-halloween-and-guy.html' title=''/><author><name>juniorwashbourn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07492279597192691591</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1363898214020218674.post-3436490885775792752</id><published>2007-10-21T18:40:00.000+13:00</published><updated>2007-10-21T20:14:16.047+13:00</updated><title type='text'>What is Labour Day?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_bgoI3fi4Xg4/Rxr5elfHI-I/AAAAAAAAAEM/sQFVg5HCHbo/s1600-h/DSCF0319.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_bgoI3fi4Xg4/Rxr5elfHI-I/AAAAAAAAAEM/sQFVg5HCHbo/s200/DSCF0319.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5123681829941355490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_bgoI3fi4Xg4/RxroV1fHI7I/AAAAAAAAAD0/FkAeiu0tf_w/s1600-h/DSCF0321.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_bgoI3fi4Xg4/RxroV1fHI7I/AAAAAAAAAD0/FkAeiu0tf_w/s200/DSCF0321.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5123662987919827890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;It is Labour Day tomorrow, and I am still trying to work out the relevance between Labour Day's name, and the fact that most people I know spend all weekend working in their garden! Am I missing something? Anyway, we got through the Rugby World Cup with many NZ'ers happy that England did not win this morning! Personally, I was in my garden, and I'd like to take this opportunity to share some of my hard work with you - I weeded, and trimmed, and hoe-d and thinned and watered. I am delighted with the colour in my front garden - photos of which I share with you here. I spent about three glorious hours out in the garden, but paid for it later this afternoon when I realised I had not taken my pain killers for the recently diagnosed osteoarthritis which I have in my right knee...the pain has been intense, so I went to a friend up the hill who has a great spa, and sat in that for about an hour - nearly all back to normal...but I have one more area to conquer tomorrow - downstairs.&lt;br /&gt;By that, I mean down the bottom area of our hillside garden. There is a small walkway one can wander through, and &lt;a href="http://poppiesanddaisies.blogspot.com/"&gt;Poppy Black&lt;/a&gt;, who is a font of all knowledge when it comes to gardens and flowers and breeds  of flowers etc, wandered there with me last night with another garden enthusiastic friend, and they showed me what I need to trim and prune in order that some smaller plants can see the light of day, and prosper further - so that is tomorrow's job!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;The second garden photo is the right hand side of our driveway, and it is my "pretty" garden - I am not normally a "pretty" flowers person, but my man who &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;does&lt;/span&gt; for me planted this mass of plants earlier, and am I glad he did!! Isn't the result glorious?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;The next photo is our gorgeous Katie. Katie has a very strong bond with cars, hence she is in the back of the Daihatsu as we potter in the garden. Katie spent the first few months we had her stopping beside every car we came across on our walks, and that is because she spent a lot of her early life as a breeding bitch, travelling around the South Island in cars so she could go to the stud dog!!! There's got to be a joke there somewhere!!&lt;br /&gt;So may I introduce you to Katie, our 6year-old German Shepherd. We also have an old model Volvo that has&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_bgoI3fi4Xg4/Rxr3alfHI8I/AAAAAAAAAD8/0MuUnIKb204/s1600-h/DSCF0320.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_bgoI3fi4Xg4/Rxr3alfHI8I/AAAAAAAAAD8/0MuUnIKb204/s200/DSCF0320.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5123679562198623170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;not got its latest warrant, so that is parked at the back of our property in the boat park, and when I go out for the day, if it is fine, I leave the backdoor of BigRed open, and Katie spends the day using that as her kennel.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;We have a friend from Nelson and her awesome DUDE of a 3year-old son staying with us from Tuesday until Sunday, and then her husband comes down on Friday to take the son to Thomas the Tank Engine show at the WestpacTrust Stadium - now I don't "do" ankle-biters but this kid's a real dude, and SOO well behaved that he is a joy to have in the house. Plus they will be based downstairs so I can leave for work in the morning without seeing them on Wednesday morning...only 2 days work this week, but that suits me as I want to get a lot more work done on my scrap-booking - as I know that today's generation of children are not going to have too many hard-copy photos to admire when they are older, so I want to ensure that future generations have some great memories of our family and what we looked like. I have hundreds of dollars worth of materials all relating to scrap-booking, so the time is now to get these pages done. Plus our photolab has one of the first digital scrap-booking kiosks in NZ, and I am looking forward to playing with that!&lt;br /&gt;People have a really great rest of Labour Weekend, and take care of you and yours. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;script language="javascript" type="text/javascript" src="http://quickribbon.com/ribbon/2008/06/233c6e95f2c49d96c13f4b07b033b17a.js"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1363898214020218674-3436490885775792752?l=juniorwashbourn-canterburytales.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juniorwashbourn-canterburytales.blogspot.com/feeds/3436490885775792752/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1363898214020218674&amp;postID=3436490885775792752' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1363898214020218674/posts/default/3436490885775792752'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1363898214020218674/posts/default/3436490885775792752'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juniorwashbourn-canterburytales.blogspot.com/2007/10/what-is-labour-day.html' title='What is Labour Day?'/><author><name>juniorwashbourn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07492279597192691591</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_bgoI3fi4Xg4/Rxr5elfHI-I/AAAAAAAAAEM/sQFVg5HCHbo/s72-c/DSCF0319.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1363898214020218674.post-1740371425188349602</id><published>2007-10-08T12:00:00.002+13:00</published><updated>2007-10-08T12:43:04.127+13:00</updated><title type='text'>Spring has sprung ....a leak!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_bgoI3fi4Xg4/Rwlp7Xhz0tI/AAAAAAAAADs/bByufKNUVqA/s1600-h/DSCF0451.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_bgoI3fi4Xg4/Rwlp7Xhz0tI/AAAAAAAAADs/bByufKNUVqA/s200/DSCF0451.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5118738920132301522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;It would appear that spring HAS sprung a leak - as you can see by the photo, Oompaloompah certainly knows the best spot in the house - on the windowsill, on her cushion with the rain beating down outside and the heatpump doing its best on top of her - why did cats get such perceptive behaviours?!&lt;br /&gt;It has been a strange mix of weather recently - and not just affecting Canterbury.  We in Canterbury, have a strange weather pattern called the Norwester ( a VERY dry wind that comes over from the West Coast after travelling from Australia. It hits the Southern Alps on the western side, rises up and dumps its moisture, and carries onto hit the Canterbury Plains with strong - occasionally VERY strong, dry winds, which play havoc with sufferers of hay fever-)&lt;br /&gt;On Saturday night we had winds that blew roofing iron off homes, knocked over sheds and created damage and mayhem up and down the island. But the North Island was not spared either. To get from my Nephews home in Greytown -&lt;a href="http://sotreadsoftly.typepad.com/"&gt;sotreadsoftly&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to the capital city of Wellington, they must navigate this hill, and motorists were being advised to stay off the hill over the weekend.&lt;br /&gt;Needless to say, today is an inside day, and a great opportunity to spend time with you. My only regret on my blog, is that, unlike my clever friends and family (see links to the side) I am not arty crafty, more sneaky crafty, so I have nothing to share with you about what wonderful creations I am making on my quiet days - but how I love hearing what Fiona and Al and the others are up to. Should anyone read this and just want to reply and start a conversation, I would LOVE to hear from anyone :)&lt;br /&gt;Since my last post I have had the news that I have osteo-arthritis in my left knee - so I now have a fitness regime on, and the challenge to lose many kilos in order that I might take the pressure off the leg - so it's all on - and I shall need some encouragement - losing weight is not an easy thing after carrying excess for more than 25years!! While I don't want tips (I only got this way by opening my mouth more to eat than talk, and god knows I talk enough!), but encouragement in truckloads would be great:)&lt;br /&gt;The school term started again today, and we are welcoming a new principal into the school with a powhiri at 11am this morning. A powhiri is a Maori welcome. I shan't be going to the powhiri as I shall be at the local pool walking against a Lazy River for exercise for my sore knee&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;I have a bit of supply teaching this next fortnight, and that is good - I am wanting to re-do the bathrooms in our home, and Sir Ladbrook agrees - but I like to pay for what I want around the house, and he pays for what is needed - sounds fair to me!&lt;br /&gt;Fortunately my friend&lt;a href="http://poppiesanddaisies.blogspot.com/"&gt; Poppiesanddaisies&lt;/a&gt; is in the process of buying a block of land and the ensuing house and landscaping, so I am hoping to live my livfe vacariously through that with her and John - I have never built a new house, so choosing materials and carpets and designs will be VERY exciting. I know that Fiona and John are looking forward to it!&lt;br /&gt;Enough! I am sitting here as I write this wondering if ANYONE reads my blog or if I am doing it for my own consolation?!*&amp;amp;%*&lt;br /&gt;If you ARE reading this please enjoy it. Have a great one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;script language="javascript" type="text/javascript" src="http://quickribbon.com/ribbon/2008/06/233c6e95f2c49d96c13f4b07b033b17a.js"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1363898214020218674-1740371425188349602?l=juniorwashbourn-canterburytales.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juniorwashbourn-canterburytales.blogspot.com/feeds/1740371425188349602/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1363898214020218674&amp;postID=1740371425188349602' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1363898214020218674/posts/default/1740371425188349602'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1363898214020218674/posts/default/1740371425188349602'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juniorwashbourn-canterburytales.blogspot.com/2007/10/spring-has-sprung-leak.html' title='Spring has sprung ....a leak!!'/><author><name>juniorwashbourn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07492279597192691591</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_bgoI3fi4Xg4/Rwlp7Xhz0tI/AAAAAAAAADs/bByufKNUVqA/s72-c/DSCF0451.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1363898214020218674.post-3468147015842204755</id><published>2007-09-25T16:32:00.002+12:00</published><updated>2007-09-25T17:47:39.758+12:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_bgoI3fi4Xg4/Rvib8z58pXI/AAAAAAAAADY/wZokG7nCDHM/s1600-h/DSCF0410.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_bgoI3fi4Xg4/Rvib8z58pXI/AAAAAAAAADY/wZokG7nCDHM/s200/DSCF0410.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5114008845906912626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_bgoI3fi4Xg4/RvibfT58pVI/AAAAAAAAADI/Dq3WL21h9Dk/s1600-h/DSCF0412.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_bgoI3fi4Xg4/RvibfT58pVI/AAAAAAAAADI/Dq3WL21h9Dk/s200/DSCF0412.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5114008339100771666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: lucida grande;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_bgoI3fi4Xg4/Rviawj58pUI/AAAAAAAAADA/AaNMvuGeJ1c/s1600-h/DSCF0406.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_bgoI3fi4Xg4/Rviawj58pUI/AAAAAAAAADA/AaNMvuGeJ1c/s200/DSCF0406.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5114007535941887298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;And again - greetings to you. There is SO much happening in my world at this time, that where to start is a problem. I shall, therefore, just go randomly as I think of things to share, and as it is about to pour with rain I shall tai-ho at the moment and collect the washing.&lt;br /&gt;So, that's done - well, Ma Boiy is home from Melbourne for a while to consolidate - he is keen to try driving big rigs in Western Australia sometime, so is getting his HT licence here as it is cheaper. He is also doing a computer course so he has a bit more up-to-date information regarding those wretched things that rule our lives - he is lucky he hasn't got hooked into them yet!&lt;br /&gt;The Captain is contemplating staying on in Nadi for a few more months - watch this space! I am on school holidays at the moment - but the weather thus far has been atrocious, and I have spent the best part of the last three days in my office downstairs sorting through things - the old philosophy of "if I haven't used it for 3 years, it's a goner" is running rampant in me at the moment. It was the garage's turn on Monday!&lt;br /&gt;I have also taken more shots of my garden - for which I take absolutely no credit whatsoever - I have a lovely man who "does" for me in the garden, and between us we plan, and then he gets busy doing it - my kind of arrangement! So I shall try to remember to put those photos up before I send this live - I'm getting quite forgetful these days - NOT old age just don't seem to want to remember stuff that is not relevant immediately!&lt;br /&gt;My blogging buddy &lt;a href="http://poppiesanddaisies.blogspot.com/"&gt;poppiesanddaisies&lt;/a&gt; is over in Mooloolaba this week - so be sure to look onto her page shortly thereafter to catch up with their holiday. And my other best friend is off there with her three daughters this week - so I am catching up with my other friends whom I don't see through term time - coffees and lunches are the order of the day - yay!!!&lt;br /&gt;The pictures are of: my beautiful Chatham Island Lily, which are really hard to be successful with - well, obviously NOT as I am NOT a gardener and this is how well it has done!; and my glorious blossom tree at the front gate and a delightful little camellia that graces the front of our home - so you can see that my little man does a good job!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;script language="javascript" type="text/javascript" src="http://quickribbon.com/ribbon/2008/06/233c6e95f2c49d96c13f4b07b033b17a.js"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1363898214020218674-3468147015842204755?l=juniorwashbourn-canterburytales.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juniorwashbourn-canterburytales.blogspot.com/feeds/3468147015842204755/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1363898214020218674&amp;postID=3468147015842204755' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1363898214020218674/posts/default/3468147015842204755'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1363898214020218674/posts/default/3468147015842204755'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juniorwashbourn-canterburytales.blogspot.com/2007/09/and-again-greetings-to-you.html' title=''/><author><name>juniorwashbourn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07492279597192691591</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_bgoI3fi4Xg4/Rvib8z58pXI/AAAAAAAAADY/wZokG7nCDHM/s72-c/DSCF0410.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1363898214020218674.post-7210909889305058124</id><published>2007-09-06T09:37:00.001+12:00</published><updated>2007-09-06T10:20:48.974+12:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Another glorious day in Paradise.'/><title type='text'>I just can't get enough!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_bgoI3fi4Xg4/Rt8jZOliIoI/AAAAAAAAACw/8tvE17N6OUg/s1600-h/DSCF0314.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_bgoI3fi4Xg4/Rt8jZOliIoI/AAAAAAAAACw/8tvE17N6OUg/s200/DSCF0314.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5106839418780656258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_bgoI3fi4Xg4/Rt8jDeliInI/AAAAAAAAACo/YOReh_2gEjM/s1600-h/DSCF0315.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_bgoI3fi4Xg4/Rt8jDeliInI/AAAAAAAAACo/YOReh_2gEjM/s200/DSCF0315.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5106839045118501490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I am back on my hobby horse - and the joy is I'll never know how bored you are with this coz I won't know if you click off!! But these two were taken this morning - Christchurch had a 4degree frost, and while we rarely get them here, the top one was the close up view from the lounge at 7.47a.m.  The second pic was about 30mins later when the local fertilizer factory started up for the day. Fortunately it is far enough away from us to be only used as a wind direction-finder - as you can see from this, there was NO wind at photo time. As I write this 90mins later, there is a slight easterly tilt to the smoke rise.&lt;br /&gt;News from the family - The Captain texted (wonderful way of keeping in touch) and told us she is now officially a B Cat instructor in Nadi - that topped of one her most dreadful days in Nadi during this posting for her - a student at &lt;a href="http://www.fijiairlines.com/sunair.cfm"&gt;The Pacific Flying School &lt;/a&gt;was involved in a car crash on Tuesday, but the family had to decide to turn the life support off yesterday, and the whole Flying School staff were able to go and say their goodbyes earlier - not a nice experience for anyone to know what is going to be happening - one of the moments where being a parent is not such a good thing - to not be able to be there for the kids at times like this is heart-wrenching!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_bgoI3fi4Xg4/Rt8lTOliIpI/AAAAAAAAAC4/2XZHKoh83b0/s1600-h/DSCF0313.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_bgoI3fi4Xg4/Rt8lTOliIpI/AAAAAAAAAC4/2XZHKoh83b0/s200/DSCF0313.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5106841514724696722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a brighter note - the top photo is my favourite tree in my garden - this Magnolia is looking amazing at the moment, and as you can see, I have two bird feeders in it. we are lucky that  Oompaloompah is too fat and lazy to climb and catch birds - she just lies in her window and watches (that photo will follow another day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;script language="javascript" type="text/javascript" src="http://quickribbon.com/ribbon/2008/06/233c6e95f2c49d96c13f4b07b033b17a.js"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1363898214020218674-7210909889305058124?l=juniorwashbourn-canterburytales.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juniorwashbourn-canterburytales.blogspot.com/feeds/7210909889305058124/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1363898214020218674&amp;postID=7210909889305058124' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1363898214020218674/posts/default/7210909889305058124'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1363898214020218674/posts/default/7210909889305058124'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juniorwashbourn-canterburytales.blogspot.com/2007/09/i-just-cant-get-enough.html' title='I just can&apos;t get enough!'/><author><name>juniorwashbourn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07492279597192691591</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_bgoI3fi4Xg4/Rt8jZOliIoI/AAAAAAAAACw/8tvE17N6OUg/s72-c/DSCF0314.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1363898214020218674.post-3483409642259411696</id><published>2007-09-02T15:06:00.000+12:00</published><updated>2007-09-02T18:07:18.787+12:00</updated><title type='text'>I SOO love our view!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_bgoI3fi4Xg4/RtopGuliIeI/AAAAAAAAAA8/xn0wHwAUMls/s1600-h/DSCF0349.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_bgoI3fi4Xg4/RtopGuliIeI/AAAAAAAAAA8/xn0wHwAUMls/s200/DSCF0349.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5105438323139289570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I really do have a thing about the view from our lovely home, but I still can't believe the changes from day-to-day with the sunsets (and sunrises coming!) This was one evening recently after a horribly overcast, glum Christchurch day, and then the sun shone through this gap known as the "Nor'west Arch" - just before the dinner hour when Sir Ladbrook (who misses most of these glorious views due to having to bring home the bacon), comes home.So that was MY moment when I sit and contemplate my day, and enjoy the peaceful surroundings.&lt;br /&gt;I now have to to share a bit about the residents of this lovely home - we have Moi, Sir Ladbrook, The Captain (26) and (no, Not Tenille) Mah Boiy (25). Both presently live O/seas: one in Nadi where she is a flying  instructor for &lt;a href="http://www.fijiairlines.com/sunair.cfm"&gt;The Pacific Flying School &lt;/a&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;and Mah Boiy who is a barista in Melbourne...more on them later, I'm sure!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_bgoI3fi4Xg4/Rtosc-liIgI/AAAAAAAAABs/3d5cHxIOjbU/s1600-h/DSCF0034.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 160px; height: 109px;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_bgoI3fi4Xg4/Rtosc-liIgI/AAAAAAAAABs/3d5cHxIOjbU/s200/DSCF0034.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5105442003926262274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_bgoI3fi4Xg4/RtoszOliIhI/AAAAAAAAAB0/dE6_zMT0jdY/s1600-h/2004_0103Nell0052x.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 160px; height: 121px;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_bgoI3fi4Xg4/RtoszOliIhI/AAAAAAAAAB0/dE6_zMT0jdY/s200/2004_0103Nell0052x.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5105442386178351634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;There is also Oompaloompah - our &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Very&lt;/span&gt; spoilt black cat who lets  SL and I sleep in HER bed and..Katie (and Duck)...so there you have the tenants of our home on the hill..and this does not include the many, many birds we encourage into the garden, and the two bellbirds who serenade us of an evening.(it's ok- Oomplaoompah is too rotund to do any catching of said wildlife!)Anyway people. Later :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;script language="javascript" type="text/javascript" src="http://quickribbon.com/ribbon/2008/06/233c6e95f2c49d96c13f4b07b033b17a.js"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1363898214020218674-3483409642259411696?l=juniorwashbourn-canterburytales.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juniorwashbourn-canterburytales.blogspot.com/feeds/3483409642259411696/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1363898214020218674&amp;postID=3483409642259411696' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1363898214020218674/posts/default/3483409642259411696'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1363898214020218674/posts/default/3483409642259411696'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juniorwashbourn-canterburytales.blogspot.com/2007/09/i-soo-love-our-view.html' title='I SOO love our view!'/><author><name>juniorwashbourn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07492279597192691591</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_bgoI3fi4Xg4/RtopGuliIeI/AAAAAAAAAA8/xn0wHwAUMls/s72-c/DSCF0349.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1363898214020218674.post-7719408771033763196</id><published>2007-09-01T09:06:00.000+12:00</published><updated>2007-09-01T09:28:57.923+12:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Spring in Christchurch'/><title type='text'>Paradise re-visited</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_bgoI3fi4Xg4/RtiHtOliIbI/AAAAAAAAAAk/3OPghhDAoA4/s1600-h/DSCF0385.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_bgoI3fi4Xg4/RtiHtOliIbI/AAAAAAAAAAk/3OPghhDAoA4/s320/DSCF0385.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104979388703842738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" &gt;I am beginning to feel that I shall be doing a n incredible amount of blogging on my glorious Canterbury. I sat on my deck last evening admiring the most wonderful colours in the evening sky - and when I rang SIR LADBROOK (not his real name!!) who was on the "flats" of the city, he was unable to see the sunset - another reason why hill-living is so terrific. This picture was taken at 5.47 on the last day of winter 2007. Thus, today is the first day of spring in NZ.&lt;br /&gt;I shall endeavour to share the beauty of Spring in Canterbury with those of you not fortunate enough to reside here - it is an experience...we can have the most perfectly still, calm, sunny days, but also have to endure either a howling easterly (our predominating wind) or temps that send one scrambling for the thermals once again.&lt;br /&gt;So begins another glorious day in Paradise on Earth.&lt;br /&gt;Later, folks :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;script language="javascript" type="text/javascript" src="http://quickribbon.com/ribbon/2008/06/233c6e95f2c49d96c13f4b07b033b17a.js"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1363898214020218674-7719408771033763196?l=juniorwashbourn-canterburytales.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juniorwashbourn-canterburytales.blogspot.com/feeds/7719408771033763196/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1363898214020218674&amp;postID=7719408771033763196' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1363898214020218674/posts/default/7719408771033763196'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1363898214020218674/posts/default/7719408771033763196'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juniorwashbourn-canterburytales.blogspot.com/2007/09/paradise-re-visited.html' title='Paradise re-visited'/><author><name>juniorwashbourn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07492279597192691591</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_bgoI3fi4Xg4/RtiHtOliIbI/AAAAAAAAAAk/3OPghhDAoA4/s72-c/DSCF0385.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1363898214020218674.post-2710059111287467791</id><published>2007-08-27T18:50:00.000+12:00</published><updated>2007-08-27T19:00:39.494+12:00</updated><title type='text'>Are we there yet?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_bgoI3fi4Xg4/RtJ1auliIaI/AAAAAAAAAAc/n__SLZrme5o/s1600-h/DSCF0317.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 312px; height: 235px;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_bgoI3fi4Xg4/RtJ1auliIaI/AAAAAAAAAAc/n__SLZrme5o/s320/DSCF0317.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5103270429806698914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Thank you to those "experts" who have guided me through a couple of things - anyone can now add a comment, which should make for interesting reading :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Another glorious day in paradise today, although the easterly came up later in the day - always ruins a perfect Canterbury day :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;This photo shows the sunset at 5.54pm this evening - quite special, I thought.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I shall probably end up doing short and sweet blogs initially until I get the hang of this and once I find out what kinds of snippets people are interested in reading from me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Ka Kite&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;script language="javascript" type="text/javascript" src="http://quickribbon.com/ribbon/2008/06/233c6e95f2c49d96c13f4b07b033b17a.js"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1363898214020218674-2710059111287467791?l=juniorwashbourn-canterburytales.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juniorwashbourn-canterburytales.blogspot.com/feeds/2710059111287467791/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1363898214020218674&amp;postID=2710059111287467791' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1363898214020218674/posts/default/2710059111287467791'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1363898214020218674/posts/default/2710059111287467791'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juniorwashbourn-canterburytales.blogspot.com/2007/08/are-we-there-yet.html' title='Are we there yet?'/><author><name>juniorwashbourn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07492279597192691591</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_bgoI3fi4Xg4/RtJ1auliIaI/AAAAAAAAAAc/n__SLZrme5o/s72-c/DSCF0317.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1363898214020218674.post-2793971036128509049</id><published>2007-08-26T22:32:00.000+12:00</published><updated>2007-08-26T23:06:23.786+12:00</updated><title type='text'>A new Era begins!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_bgoI3fi4Xg4/RtFbYuliIZI/AAAAAAAAAAU/5-VHBbJ0dWw/s1600-h/DSCF0292.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_bgoI3fi4Xg4/RtFbYuliIZI/AAAAAAAAAAU/5-VHBbJ0dWw/s320/DSCF0292.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5102960333167927698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;So, I've managed to work it all out thus far,now let's see if the next stage works. I am certain that there will be changes to this page as I learn more, so bear with me and share the trip too.&lt;br /&gt;I have no idea what I will write on this; my intention is to ramble and meander and share some of how I find my joys in life with anyone who is interested - maybe that's you!&lt;br /&gt;To begin with, the photo (left) is my all-time favourite, taken over the Southern Alps on a return flight from Melbourne in September '06.&lt;br /&gt;One thing I love is the fact that by living in Christchurch, we are able to enjoy and surrender ourselves to the delights of experiencing ALL the seasons - this photo being an example of mid-winter in Canterbury - the snows and the views from our home are beyond belief - we are high enough on the hill to enjoy the views, but not so high up the hill we can't make out detail, and not so high that we miss the frosts - but hearing the cows baying on a foggy night is a sound NOT to be missed!&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, to Angela and Jim, Fiona and John, Al and Greg, all of whom have inspired me to start this - many thanks guys, and may we share a fruitful blogging experience.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;script language="javascript" type="text/javascript" src="http://quickribbon.com/ribbon/2008/06/233c6e95f2c49d96c13f4b07b033b17a.js"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1363898214020218674-2793971036128509049?l=juniorwashbourn-canterburytales.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juniorwashbourn-canterburytales.blogspot.com/feeds/2793971036128509049/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1363898214020218674&amp;postID=2793971036128509049' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1363898214020218674/posts/default/2793971036128509049'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1363898214020218674/posts/default/2793971036128509049'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juniorwashbourn-canterburytales.blogspot.com/2007/08/new-era-begins.html' title='A new Era begins!'/><author><name>juniorwashbourn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07492279597192691591</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_bgoI3fi4Xg4/RtFbYuliIZI/AAAAAAAAAAU/5-VHBbJ0dWw/s72-c/DSCF0292.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
