I love all the Crowded House songs. Whenever they come on the radio they always lift me up. ‘Don’t Dream It’s Over‘ is one of my favourite and I have enjoyed reading people’s interpretation of the lyrics at the website ‘Song Meanings‘. For me this song evokes a feeling of optimism and strength, even when…
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The Gallery – My Backyard
It’s overgrown and wet; my backyard. I look at the grass in despair – much like I look at the smeared, dirty windows. ‘I’ll get round to it…’ I am forever saying, but there’s always something else. Dan summed up my existence perfectly, ‘It’s like you have two tornados in the house – whilst you…
The Gallery: Love – It’s been a long time…
since we saw many of our dear relatives. Living on the other side of the world from our loved ones is especially hard at Christmas. It is a time of coming together, of love and sharing the joys of the season. They are especially close in our thoughts and hearts at this time of year….
Due Date: Six months of waiting to be with the one I loved.
Joining in with Sleep is for the Weak Writing Workshop: Life on Film this week. I chose the first prompt: Due Date – Tell us about something anticipated and what happened when it arrived. ‘Daniel is leaving tonight on a plane, I can see the tail lights heading for Spain…’ The words of the song…
4 Seasons – Sharing the Love
I just have to share some love here! Firstly, Lou at Seaside Siblings, has started a weekly linky to celebrate the ‘4 Seasons‘. Wellington is the home of four seasons in one day, with its ever changing weather. Today I came across the following music video, ‘Wellington Love Letter‘, which was a parting gift from…
Hands through the ages
‘What are those blue, bumpy bits?’ she asks me, as I reach out with my hand to turn the page of the book we are reading. ‘Those are my veins,’ I say simply with a smile. I can see from her face that she thinks they are kind of ugly. ‘What are veins?’ she asks….
With love to the man of the house x
A little girl needs Daddy For many, many things: Like holding her high off the ground Where the sunlight sings! Like being the deep music That tells her all is right When she awakens frantic with The terrors of the night. Like being the great mountain That rises in her heart And shows her how…
Sack of potatoes: A father’s love
The magic relationship of a father and his daughters. They adore him, worship him, seek his approval and search out his praise. He is their play thing, their most loved toy. He riles them up and they passionately love it. He throws them in the air, hangs them upside down and struggles to say, ‘No,’…
First Bouquet of Flowers
How old were you when you received your first bouquet of flowers? Well, our dear Charli, walked out of her classroom on Friday, at the tender age of 5, with a big beamer on her face, carrying a beautiful bouquet of flowers… Her friend (who is a boy) had organized (with a little help from…
A Week of Celebration
I’m feeling great and I’ve got my ‘mojo’ back (uh oh, best be careful now!). I always find the first year after having a baby my sex drive takes a total dive; what with all the extensive breastfeeding, sleep deprivation and recovery time (I don’t have easy births!). But, thankfully my hubbie is the loving,…
Happy Father’s Day!
Happy Father’s Day to Daddy Dan from his adoring fans! Little Sophie kept him up most of the night, wanting all the cuddles and love she could get, regardless of the hour! She’s spent the past two month’s holidaying in the UK and sharing a bedroom with her dear Daddy, so adjusting to her own…
Charlotte’s Boyfriends!
This evening, whilst paying for parking in town, one of my old ‘PIN Group’ (Parents in the Neighbourhood) ladies walked past with her delightful son, Samuel. Charlotte and Samuel gave each other a little hug after I said they used to play together as babies. As Samuel then climbed into his Mum’s car he called…
Saying Goodbye?
She’s 92, she’s had an amazing life, a life of independence and mental vitality. She’s my Grandma. She is in Wales, I am in New Zealand. We’ve written to each other frequently these past ten years that I’ve been away. We’ve enjoyed brief encounters. She’s commented, in wonder, how lucky she is to have seen…
Four Months and I’m in Love
As I lay nursing Sophie to sleep tonight I thought, “I’m in love”.