Around town

On my walks around town I see some unusual and creative stuff.

Some of it is man made and some not.

Like this telegraph pole.

The ivy must have been planted by someone 

and it always intrigues me as to why.

 Surely it could cause problems if it grew along the lines?

Then there is this gate set in a hedge along the Silverstream. 

I guess at sometime it lead into the property behind,

but not any more.

Further along the Silverstream is this world globe.

When I first saw it I thought someone had 

just made a ball on a pole out of some scrap metal.

But look closely, that's Australia on the bottom right and New Zealand is just a little further around from it. 

Indonesia and Asia are higher up and to the left.

Made from scrap metal from a car.

Very clever, I thought.

Harry

This fellow is named Harry, so I'm told,

 and he has been made to hold signs or notices.

He stands outside a community house.

Outside number 15 is this letterbox. 

He rather took my fancy.

Someone else has been very creative.

This is my favourite today, though.

A beautiful mural on the front of a private house.

It has been there for years but I still love it.

Have a great week,

Diana

Bob's birthday bash

              Last weekend my GKB celebrated his 70th birthday!

               All the extended family gathered to party with him.
                       Well when I say all the family gathered
                        I mean all 22 of us who live in Otago.
                         We have family in the other island
                                as well as overseas in Asia -
                               just a bit far to travel for tea!

                   Traditionally we meet for a meal somewhere.
                            This time we gathered at a hotel down  
                               the hill from my eldest daughter.
                           We threatened her with coming back
                                to her place to cut the cake
                              but the roads were so icy we
                                      decided against it.
             Middle grand girl who is 14 baked the cake and I think
                              she did a pretty good job of it.
                      It was rich and decadent and covered with 
                              mostly melted chocolate for icing.

            We had a private bar which was at the back of the pub
                     and was fully self contained, loos and all,
                    so we didn’t disturb any of the other diners
                    and the little grand boys could play around
                             without anyone getting upset.
                    The grand boys thought it was great fun 
                               to sit on high bar stools at a
                                  high round table to eat.
                                              

                      Some of the younger fellows came instead
                   of going to the big footy game, big sacrifice,
                                our teams last for the season,
                 but we had a big TV in the corner of the room
                            and so we turned it on and kept
                   the sound down and all the fans were happy!

I'm afraid that by the time we left though

and the poppers had all been popped

(and the balloons had also been popped)

there was a bit of a mess on the floor -

 but it was a clean mess and easily cleaned up.

A fun time was had by all

even if there were some

tired grands the next day.

(And some tired grandparents as well, haha).