Ditch the straightening irons: Dreadlocks reign in a Southerly!

As I write there’s a mean southerly blowing and over dinner SJ asked me who was whistling. Erm, that’ll be Mr. Wind love, he’s a regular visitor to these parts! πŸ™‚ It’s always at this time of year I question why I live in Wellington and start perusing real estate websites the world over. Just […]

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