I'll let Hugh speak for me
Sometimes you just see something that reminds you of things you think in the quiet recesses of your mind. This one came from the dark recesses of Hugh's mind. We must be twins.
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a motorbike, a son and a long black
Had a great day yesterday, nothing planned, just open to the possibilities
For once a bike ride that had the tailwind in both directions
Subway and coffee in the afternoon sunshine
A bike ride on Eliot's new bike; over the hills to Lyttleton for Chai at Coffee Culture. Got to say though, a return to the bike and sweeping corners was a bit scary at times. Adrenaline is good for the soul though!
Great!
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We made a bonfire on the beach, wrapped ourselves in blankets and once the kids had finished they came to warm themselves around the flames, they cooked few marshmallows
apparently it was a danger to shipping, it's not as if it was a beacon like in Lord of the Rings, more of a smoky little thing we were well in control of. It was more a miracle that it was alight at all as the driftwood was so wet from the rain during the morning
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we were surfing yesterday evening and Henny complained about being bitten by crabs. Eliot and I poo pooed the whole idea and rationalised it as stepping on the TuaTua shells that litter the shoreline here. Today i was proved wrong and had to apologise to the girls.
Henny and I were screaming and giggling in the very messy surf on Sunday avo. We'd given up being serious and were just faking it in the shallows. Henny was on the big board and I was struggling with the rip and trying to keep her straight as i pushed her off the waves.
A crab bit my big toe and i leapt screaming from the water. Of course Hannah and henny thought this was very amusing, and even more amused when they found i'd been bitten by one of the things i'd denied the existence of earlier.
i happened again and again before we all came home, ever gracious in victory they pulled my leg about it all the way home
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the big two had gone to get showered and warm, we carried on down the beach and chatted, laughed and shared a story or two. Henny's was about getting poo on her shorts in Living Springs camp, mine was in answer to a request about how I met Nettie
It's amazing the clarity that one gets every now and again. I really enjoyed the walk on the beach with Henrietta. We were on a mission, I'd seen a plastic rake one morning and we were searching to see if it was still there. [it wasn't] We talked and chatted, pointed things out to each other told our stories and walked some more.
it was a special moment, and a special end to Ladybug day
we were surfing yesterday evening and Henny complained about being bitten by crabs. Eliot and I poo pooed the whole idea and rationalised it as stepping on the TuaTua shells that litter the shoreline here. Today i was proved wrong and had to apologise to the girls.
Henny and I were screaming and giggling in the very messy surf on Sunday avo. We'd given up being serious and were just faking it in the shallows. Henny was on the big board and I was struggling with the rip and trying to keep her straight as i pushed her off the waves.
A crab bit my big toe and i leapt screaming from the water. Of course Hannah and henny thought this was very amusing, and even more amused when they found i'd been bitten by one of the things i'd denied the existence of earlier.
i happened again and again before we all came home, ever gracious in victory they pulled my leg about it all the way home
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friday i'm in love
Hiring a long board on the beach. No photos today even though yesterday was very sunny and possiblythe hottest so far this holiday. before lunch very little wind, the rising surf and high tide. afterwards the rising easterly took the joy from the day, but not before henny had her defining moment
watching henny surf the long board into the beach, standing up and grinning from ear to ear. Looking back over her shoulder and grinning from ear to ear, checking out whether dad has been watching. i had, and i saw it all.
eliot did as well, though from further out and with a few wiggles thrown for good measure.
friday night is pizza night another tradition. i'm grateful for being able to sit watching Star Wars 2 eating homemade pizza [cooked in the recently refurbished oven that now works when the old one ruined everything i baked in it] followed by foul tasting chocolate from Cadbury who have ruined triple decker by adding this bright pink top layer. It may be the last time i let henrietta choose the movie chocolate again.
the politically incorrect joy of a sunburned face, and the tingle of feet that are also too red for their own good