With the sickening sounds of Saving Private Ryan on in the background, I am writing about our ANZAC day. To most New Zealanders today is an important day where we take time to remember our soldiers who gave themselves to the wars that we have fought in over the past 100 or so years. WWI and II plus Korea and Vietnam as well as the Boer (I think). We also, with less interest and understanding acknowledge our soldiers serving in current peace keeping missions in places like Iraq and Timor. Interestingly, none of them anywhere near us but what courageous men and women they all were. I had two grandparents in WWI and II and I know what those wars meant to my parents.
Last year we were in Coolangatta for ANZAC day and it didn't feel quite right as it was very warm and there were huge numbers of people there. This year Nic and I went down to New Brighton to participate in the local event - something I do every year. I think about 1,500 people attended and although the sun was out, there was a nippy easterly blowing off the sea. Just what a New Zealand ANZAC day is all about.
It was moving as usual and I cried but nice to take some time to reflect and give thanks for being allowed to live in a free democracy and know that other people have fought for that privilege..jpg)
We went for a scoot down the pier but it was perishing so a very quick visit.
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Then we came home with savoury pastries which we ate before heading out to the garden for a great clear up and hang out afternoon. While Jonty dismantled the trampoline Nic and I swept up leaves for mulching and then I attacked the ivy and honeysuckle. I also managed a final coat of paint on the lounge window sills..jpg)
After clearing a lot of foliage Nic was able to get up in the fig tree and spent a lot of time up there, in this shot with a cheese toasted sandwich and a pair of white scissors. I was inspired to make Tuscan Bean Soup and my first Bread and Butter Pudding. Yum.I know Private Ryan is a very good film but it is just too distressing to watch for a second time so I am heading to bed.

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Sitting in the cafe at Waikari we heard the very loud and distinctive hoot of the Weka Pass steam train. At a trot we made it on to the platform where Jonty and Nic jumped aboard and enjoyed a gorgeous sunny, smokey and sooty trip to Glenmark. I kept pace in the car and just loved watching them having fun. .jpg)
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The only sad thing about the weekend was making an 'intuition' call to Louisa my sister in law to find that she and her son Oscar were in hospital. Oscar has spent a lot of time in hospitals in his 16 years of life and it is really tough to be there again, this time preparing for dialysis. It is hard being so far away and not being able to do anything at all useful to help out. Kia kaha.





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To give the kids a bit of a break from each other and some families re bonding time we headed off to the lovely .jpg)
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We were celebrating Jill's birthday a day early which was special and were sitting outside bathed in Northland sun having such a lovely family time. Don made the children box kites which they decorated with drawings. So sweet.
After a very slow start to the day we swooped up the children and headed up to Goat Island about 25 km up the coast for a day of fish spotting an relaxing. There were a stunning number of people there. An Auckland thing. There are a lot of people up here.
Anyway, Goat Island is a marine reserve so you can see giant fish swimming by and lots of other sea life. It is big on the tourist map so there were lots of people snorkeling and getting aboard the glass bottomed boat to check out the sea life. Jonty hired a wetsuit and put on his goggles and floated about. Nic got in the water and spent a lot of time rock hopping. Overall it was a really enjoyable relaxing day.
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There has been a lot of publicity and articles written about the place andbeing a holiday weekend it became busier as the morning progressed. We did the 1 hour long trail around the garden and then indulged in a tasty platter with a glass of Pinot Gris in the Glass House.
The trail wound through the garden which had clumps of native forest complete with loud and stunning native birds...loud and gorgeous, lakes and farm land. Quite different from a similar experience in North Canterbury
The art work was large in scale and featured the works of many well known New Zealand artists. The prices were astronomical and we didn't buy anything, not having 30K sitting in our wallets.
It was like old times hanging out together and chatting about nothing in particular and taking lots of photos, playing with our cameras and not being too earnest about the whole thing.

Here are some of our family pictures from the day. It was great to have photos taken of our families together.


Yesterday I had the delight of watching my absolute favourite chef Ray
I cooked his recipes for dinner last night and totally swooned over the gorgeous things Erica and I had bought at the food show. Fresh olive oil, Galilee cheese, mint syrup,
So in the last week I have had the pleasure of seeing a few well known people in public and think how much I love living in a small country where people can be themselves and you can bump into famous people by accident and they are just great. Interestingly, New