This place is just up the road from my mother's house, I think most of the cottages started life as a holiday bach (or 'crib' as they call them down south)
Some of them have different paint on each wall, others have the "left-behind for winter" look.
Old garage doors look as if they have not been opened for some time, and indeed behind at least one garage door is an old Bullet nose Studebakker in almost usable condition!
This guy was out collecting shellfish at low tide. The place kind of reminds me of the setting for Steinbeck's Cannery Row.
These curious cows are neighbour's of my mother's. They like to follow you up and down the fence line, much to the amusement of my daughters'!
This chap was just sitting there, possibly in camoflage, either waiting for unsuspecting prey or a photographer....
While this tourist peddled his way across the bridge with ease and a carefree air!
Later, on the way back to Christchurch, we stopped at a small place called Winchester. This township is where my father was born, but NOT IN THIS HOUSE. This house is clearly one for Owen to consider.
OK, now then after all that travel I don't know about youo, but I'm thirsty!
How about a Happy World?
30ml orange juice
15ml Banana liqueur
Pour all ingredients into a shaker, shake then strain into serving glass (I'd use a champagne saucer cos it looks nice and poncey!!).
And then kick back and groove to this old chestnut from the 80s...