Thursday, May 05, 2011

Thirsty Thursday

Having just experienced our first good shake in our new premises, I think it's time for a drink!


I'm keeping it very simple today...head to the local wine shop and see if you can find a bottle of Pinot Noir. I recommend John Henry Hudson from Martinborough, in our North Island. It is quite 'beefy' for a Pinot Noir and plays well with others!


I had to take my car for a warrant yesterday, the guy said it would take half an hour so I grabbed my camera and went for a walk while he toiled away under my bonnet and spun my wheels. The garage where all this activity was happening is only a block away from my old workplace, and here are two photos which took my fancy....


This one... well, the colours!! I adore autumn colours and we have so many of these beautiful trees swapping their summer duds for rust and orange, red and brown. Plus the sparrows as you can see are taking full advantage of the fact that there are hardly any cars on the streets at the moment...




Now remember when the kids were young and you would read them stories, one of the favourites for my two girls was the Crooked Man story...you know, not the kiddie fiddlers or the naughty bankers of todays folk-lore but the genuine crooked man who had a crooked leg and lived in a crooked house - I found his house!




I wonder how it is still standing, the angles must be just right or something when you consider the initial earthquake and the subsequent aftershocks. They just don't build houses like they used to.



10 comments:

Owen said...

So now it's thirsty Thursday as well as Tuesday tippling, well, can see we're going to have some serious drinking to get done, and even mother nature's lending a hand, for if there's a martini to shake in a shaker, she's all ready to help...

The crooked house for a crooked man is priceless, bent but not broken, leaning but not lying down... yet...

Happy Thursday, have no open red wine to toast you with, will my bottle of Britt beer do the trick ?

Margaret Pangert said...

Dear, sweet Saj~ I am so happy your life is getting closer to normal, and that you have a clean wine glass and a lovely Pinot Noir. Plus you got your car inspected! Cheers!
The autumn leaves are brilliant and beautiful! The crooked house does look like that house in Mother Goose Land, but it also is a reminder of how your life was turned upside-down...
Much love, Margaret ♥

Steve said...

A decent wine is good whatever the season or whatever life throws at you. Glad the wine shop is still standing... though judging from the crooked house it'll take more than a quake to knock you guys off your feet.

Keith said...

The crocked house is amazing. Heartbreaking for the owners, but amazing all the same.

And I like that, as our trees are just getting going, yours are winding down.

...louciao... said...

Those autumn colours rival the vivid floral outbursts that are starting to spring up on various blogs from the northern hemisphere. The rich red leaves go exceedingly well with the deep tones of the Pinot Noir you have suggested. Glasses in hand, heads tilted at appropriate angles, it is very fine to stand in the middle of the road, in the midst of the sparrows, and contemplate the crooked house. I can't think of a more pleasant way to spin my wheels than in your company. Cheers!

Stickup Artist said...

You're going into autumn and we are gearing up for another summer in the desert. Wanna trade :-)

The tree lined street is so pretty and that poor house is tragic but quite fascinating. Lucky no one was hurt, (I hope).

PS: Can I chill that John Henry Hudson???

Cheers!

Marginalia said...

"Toiled under my bonnet and spun my wheels". Wouldn't like to rephrase that would you?

Looks like the house had a knee trembler.

ρομπερτ said...

Must be about two years since last I tasted me last Pinot Noir, while being in Vienna.
Sad to see the house not strong enough to remain straight. Still impressed by the strenght and amount of your earthquakes.
Wishing you a safe road ahead and a peaceful weekend as well.

Meggie said...

Great post. I loved seeing that house. I had intended writing a post about those 'Grand Old Ladies' of Christchurch! Of course many of them were turned into multiple flats for the young, but I always liked to imagine the Grand lives they had once held.

The Poet Laura-eate said...

Wow, what an incredible house!