oh well, back to work again ...

Holidays are over and it's back to work again, oh well, that's life.

I did a lot of walking while on hols, also did a lot of sitting on the bum getting from here to there and back again. We ate a lot of rich food as well, yummy. Night one, out for a meal with the rellies, chicken casserole and fresh veges then fresh fruit sponge pudding and ice cream. Night two, out with more rellies, whitebait patties and salads followed by cream cake and strawberries. Night three a barbecue with another set of rellies - home grown venison, chicken legs and nelson oysters with the usual salads to go with it. Fresh fruit and cheese and coffee or tea. And those who wanted it washed everything down with a wine or beer of their choice each night. Lots of fun and laughter all around.

It was a wonderfully relaxing time, we detoured off the main highway and visited the little village under the mountains where Grandad was born and where his father ran a wool scour. It was a beautiful sunny day, and we had hoped to get into the museum there as there are quite a few family artifacts there but unfortunately it was closed. Still we took some photo's anyway.

At our destination we visited the old family home, well where the old family home used to be, it is now a block of pensioners flats and the street has become really rundown and needs a bulldozer through most of it. Sis met a girl who she played with as a pre-schooler and now they are going to keep in touch, they were good friends for years.

Back home again and sis and I went walking along the Silverstream one morning, it was so hot we were pleased to get back to the house for a refreshing drink. We talked so much we didn't really notice how far we were going but turned around at the main road and came back again. She's away back to Aussie now, via Wellington.

I have also been back on the bike again but the GKB keeps putting it back in the bedroom, especially if he thinks we are going to have visitors. Not good. Not good at all if I am to ride it - it can't make me feel guilty if I can't see it.