More flowers on the bean stalk and reaching ever further to the skies. Will need to get Jack to unwind it if we don't get a move soon. Our house has been taken off the market, which is obviously positive, but still no phone call. I took Spook over to get a proper look at the new house, now that Michaela and Max are away on their holidays and we can just look on our own. One flick of the trickly shower and Spook had a stony face. So not so good there. I still think it's a light and airy house with an outlook on 2 sides and that it's ramshackliness means we can shape it into a family home, rather than the smart 'fait a complet' that we have here. Spook will take some convincing! He's working hard, to not have a good shower at the end of the day. (Actually, he's got a perfectly decent one at work, so he doesn't really need one at home).
He put in another 11.5hr day and the children and I explored the bays on the Lake and decided that the one closest to the new place (yesterdays photo) is tops. I managed to submerge myself again and the children dived for clay from the bed of the lake. Like Pearl Fishers without anything so pretty to show for it. They brought it home to make 'things' with it. They were very united by the whole process, so I just let them get on with it.
Spook had a visit from an extremly fit looking young man who is living and working here for a few months and looking for a cycling partner. He's just arrived from a year of mountian bike guiding in Spain. He'd heard Spook was here, through a friend who knew about No Fuss. Spook looked a little pale under his tan. This guy will certainly be waiting for him at the top of the climbs.
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Mo, Spook, Meg and Finn. Hullo and a very Happy New Year to you all from a frosty Dundee.
I have been reading along with great interest and have just written a sizeable reply (my longest damn e-mail this year, in fact) only to see it miraculously disappear, deleted by whatever controls computers.
No, I didn't furiously slap my screen. What on earth was wrong with putting messages in a bottle and hoping for a favourable tide? Hmm.
I will now keep this short in order to save any further e-frustration. I hope you are all well and I wish you all the best for 2009. A very beany and housey 2009 to be precise.
Speak soon, John
ah John, I think I know how to comment on my own blog now. Frosty Dundee sounds good - I remember it well. Hope you are well and that Mia is going from strength to strenght. She will be loads of fun, I'm sure. Spook
a wee bit knackered just now, but not sorry he made the move. Just biding his time for when he will be able to get out and enjoy NZ....soon.
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