Hello again, Hong Kong

Oooh, big sense of déjà vu. About a year and six weeks ago there I was, blogging from Hong Kong airport en route to NZ. And here we are again, waiting at Gate 33 this time for the second leg of our flight back to Auckland.

A Year in Aotearoa

Well, somehow we've been here a year today so a bit of reflection seems in order...

Reuben has chicken spots and a birthday (in that order)

We were a bit worried when, four days before his birthday, Reuben went spotty on us.  Did we need to postpone celebrations or cancel the party?

Doris rides again

Happiness is: a comfortable lap and an Easter egg.  Tilly basks in post-chocolate consumption blissfullness

Belated happy Easter all.  Was the Easter bunny kind to you this year?

Doris goes to the Far North

Doris is our 21-year-old campervan, and what she lacks in style (grimy pink carpet, blue upholstery, beige fabric lining to walls and roof, waterstained and a bit saggy in places) she more than makes up for in guts and determination.

My bottom has a close encounter with Graham Henry

So.  There I am walking back from the library in St Heliers with the children this week and we stop off at the playground by the beach when I spot a face I recognise sitting at one of the picnic tables.*

We Rejoin The Propertied Classes

Yes folks, after eight months of being tenants we have become homeowners again as of today.  Yay!