Spook got paid today, so I celebrated by having a coffee when I was in town. Chatted with a man called James Rees whose great, great, great grandfather founded(?) Queenstown. Good (sad) story about his ggg granny being the only survivor of a family of 12 who had travelled on the boat from Fife. She did this by throwing away her corset while the other female members of the family died from rupturing themselves due to vomiting in a restricting garment. With the corset discarded, she may have been more vulnerable, as she was pregnant by the ships captain by the time they docked. Captain Rees.
So when we went over the Crown Range to Queenstown this afternoon and Finn said 'Who's the big bronze guy with the bronze sheep?' I said, 'oh, that's Captain Rees - I had coffee with his great great great grandson this morning - here's his card'.
Enjoyed the Riding for The Disabled today, and met lot's of people I liked. Horses were nice too and so was the weather.
The neighbours that we met the first day we looked at the house, are very kind. Coleen has invited me to play bowls with her, allowed me to raid her vegetable garden for silver beet - surprisingly good and not silver at all, and Stu has invited me along to his walking group. And Pat reminded me that I promised to help Daphne serve aftenoon tea to the gardening group on the 28th. I am happily missing out on any invites that are out of my comfort zone!!!
Notice when we got home, that the empty house next door is now occupied. We are no longer the newest folk on the block.
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