I'm "IT"

THE RULES:
1. Once you are tagged, link back to the person who tagged you.
2.Post THE RULES on your blog.
3.Post 7 weird or random facts about yourself on your blog.
4. Tag 7 people and link to them.
5. Comment on their blog to let them know they have been tagged.

Meggie asked for this (apolgies to her in advance!)

1. I sometimes get the feeling that I'm living in a parallel universe such as in Sliding Doors.

2. I have really great dreams and often wish I hadn't woken up.

3. Some of my best poetry has been written when I'm "under the influence, officer".

4. I always thought I'd marry a policeman. But didn't.

5. I hates PE at school.

6. I miss my dad very much. (No, not weird)

7. I very much get the feeling lately that "something is going to happen".

No 2

Watched a New Zealand movie the other night, No 2. Rather quaint, and child-like really but I did like it. It is basically about an ol' Nana and her desire to 'name her successor' within the family to carry on her work of looking after everyone. There is a distinctly Kiwi flavour to this film, heartwarming yet right on the nail. I'd go so far as to call it quirky, but have gone off that word for some reason - actually, I made a list of alternative words for quirky but have left it at my desk.
I also am pretty damn sure there is a person in the film that I was at 'varsity with too, but am still reading the microscopic names on the cast list. Why do film people do that?? The credits usually whip past at such a rate of knots you haven't a snowball's chance in hell of reading who was who, let alone who did what, or what that song was.
Then there is the other extreme where they roll by slower than a wet week in Taihape.
Thankfully, there is nothing as dark as in "Once were warriors" which was pretty much a film to watch thru hands over your eyes!!

I am from...

OK,Pixie, here goes!

I am from many places, we moved around a lot when we children were younger. I am from family sing-a-longs on car trips (I swear that as long as I live I will never forget the words to Morning Town Ride!)

I am from camping holidays, scared witless at night by possums sliding down the tent roof for fun in the night.

I am from the smell of freshly mown grass on a lazy Sunday, from Mr Whippy and melting tar on the road side. I am from a summer where the days were so hot and they stretched over the horizon; from stilts made from string and empty Golden Syrup tins; from marmite sandwiches and playing scrabble.

I am from a mother so crafty we sometimes call her McGiver, she can make anything from nothing - she spins, she dyes wool, she makes her own felt and paper, she knits. Ever trying to please, the leftover "affliction" from her own upbringing where she was never good enough.

I am from a Presbyterian turned Anglican-for-love father who taught me that there will always be easier ways but the right way is best and whom is miss with every fibre of my being (every day).

I am from frugal Scottish stock, from Ireland and Cornwall. My great,great-grandfather sold sunlight soap from a barrow in a London Market.

I am from an adventurous parentage, who took us children to live in far Islands; I too am from coal dust and whitebait; stony beaches and nikau palms

I am from boarding school where all manner of things influenced outcomes for us all. I am from failed netball tryouts - the balls I was destined to play with had more life!

I am from seething picket lines, I am from quiet contemplation. I am from many places and none.

Currently, I am from Christchurch.

Super 14 begins again

Yup, Richie and the lads are off to a great start!
Normal transmission will resume once the heart palpatations settle into a normal rythm for an ol' tart my age!! (That is, tomorrow and I'll catch up on the tags I've had)

Wine and Food festival

Yes, that is a whitebait sandwich. My favourite filling of all time.
Oamaru stone carvings. This was part of a "Women's" exhibition at the local Botanic Gardens, they were great. Very much like Beryl Cook stuff but in stone.
Yep, a beer all alone in the park. I agree, it is a tragic sight. Don't worry, the Stud rescued it. This beer is an organic thing from the West Coast of the South Island of New Zealand.
Yep, been at it again folks!! Went to Kakanui at the weekend. Mainly to surprise my mum for her birthday (and it was a surprise, cos her birthday is next week!) and had the added bonus of being the Wine and Food Festival at Oamaru. It was great. I know it's a small town and all but the Festival had the right amount of people to make it really enjoyable, and it was very sunny which is always a bonus.

Now, believe it or not, I didn't do any wine sampling. Nothing to do with the heavy night the night before, and all to do with the fact that I was the driver. Ab-so-rootly true. The band photo is one of my favourite Kiwi Bands (The Warratahs). They were in great rocking form. The Stud and I bumped into the lead singer once in a bar, we all felt like shite the next day but the last time we saw the band he recognised me. (Not the Stud, ME!!) Well, to be honest all he really said was "I recognise you from somewhere" and I said "Um, we had a drink or two at the Blues Bar once" and then he said "Oh shit, I remember now! That was a great night, I felt like shit on a stick the next day". Couldn't have put it better myself.

So, hope that makes up for the pukey post just recently. I am away up North next week, am going further north than I have been before on this soil and am really looking forward to it. I know Mike is going to Utah, but I am sure I can salvage something from Dargaville! Watch this space.

Meanwhile, I shall contemplate my navel and wonder why I haven't done deeply significant posts about really interesting stuff.

Ya want proof?

This is proof that perhaps inbreeding ain't the way to go, ya hear?

Things that go bump in the night

My younger daughter likes to collect Russian Dolls. She doesn't like to dust.

Guess what? I had a car accident last night. Wasn't my fault of course but I still get the inconvenience of dealing with Insurance people and assessors and panel beaters!! Anyway, a car making a turn at an intersection was slammed into by an oncmoing car, the turning one spun about and slammed into me (innocently waiting at the traffic lights). I had just been to the hairdressers actually, and as luck would also have it 2 policemen were in a nearby fast food joint so were on the scene fairly quickly. One of the "Boys in Blue" "Whallopers" "Cops" (call 'em what you like) was actually very cute, found myelf being pleased that at least my hair looked great. (Woke up this morning and decided I looked more like Daphne from Scooby Doo)

The Insurance person, by phone, told me I had to go in and fill in their forms, even tho' a work colleague got his faxed to him by the same company. I waited until the officious "Paul" went to lunch and rang back, thanks "Katie" for directing me to your website where I was able to download the form and fax it to them. Hope Paul had a shite lunch.

Tomorrow I have to run the gammit of panel beaters. But I won't be sporting the Scooby-do.