Keep calm and carry on

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Living in a 120 year old villa has its fair share of joys and frustrations. 

On ANZAC weekend I found myself locked out of my bathroom. Conveniently, we have two bathrooms - a 'his' and a 'hers'. Somehow the catch had fused into the locked position in the 'his' bathroom door and everything we (visitors joined in the attempt) attempted failed to open the door.

Problem solving suggestions were plentiful: shoulder barge the door (ha ha - yeah right) ; cut a hole in the door (yikes); remove the lock (we tried that without success); break the window (drastic); remove the whole window from outside. Okay.

Removing the window proved harder to do than anticipated but we got there with help from a crowbar after taking off the hinges. Luckily they were on the outside of the window.

Phew. what a mish.

Keeping calm and carrying on was the ticket to success in this case (and in so many others). That slogan from 1939 is a beauty.

Love and peace - Wozza

Happy anniversary baby, got you on my mind (Little River Band)

Happy birthday Dulcie! (Photo credit: Graham Purdy)

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Quite a few April anniversaries happen that need some commentary. 

There are plenty of happy occasions to celebrate. We've had my parents wedding anniversary (on the 18th in 1953), Jacky and my wedding anniversary (on the 21st in 1984), and mum's birthday (on the 23rd in 1930).

There are also two losses of life anniversaries in April: Lucy Adsett, a.k.a Ma (on the 3rd in 1974) and our dear friend - Margo Buchanan-Oliver (on the 25th in 2018).

I know these are just names and dates to the blogosphere, and that a lot of others celebrate their own anniversaries as they come up but clearly without Lucy and her daughter Dulcie Adsett and then her wedding to the strapping young pharmacist Graham Purdy, you would not be reading this, because I would not exist.

That's a huge debt of gratitude I owe all three.

That Earth-shattering event in 1984 also means that our four children exist and consequently, our four grandchildren also exist. So, I think you'll agree, that one is worth a massive celebration as well.

Love and peace - WNP

Have you heard the news? (Frank Zappa)

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Recent weeks have seen three big news stories in NZ: Cyclone Vaianu; the voyage of Artemis II; and the war in Iran.

Trying to get some objective news on all three has been difficult.

The NZ media sensationalised the approaching Cyclone (a.k.a. a hurricane if you live in some areas of the northern hemisphere) and with our memories of Cyclone Gabrielle still in our minds, we worried about it of course.

As to the other two stories - I've taken to buying The Guardian Weekly again for in depth coverage of major events.

Frinstance - the most recent edition gave a clear-eyed run down on the election in Hungary. I felt informed! A rare thing in these days of unrelenting biased social media feeds.

Lately, I have managed to get a copy each week from Paper Plus in Havelock North (a handy walk from school) or Whitcoulls in Hastings.

I love the Guardian Weekly. It has even had an upgrade in format since I bought it last. Wahoo! 

Love and peace - Wozza

They say it's your birthday (The Beatles)

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Will you still need me, will you still feed me, When I'm mmmmm mmm? (The Beatles)

Four and a half years ago I used the same line for myself, now it's JFP's turn.

Join with me in a huge rendition of Happy Birthday to Jacky today from all the fandamly and friends around the planet.

Love and peace - Woz

You caught me in the black light (The Pineapple Thief)

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Autumn rain and the end of daylight saving in Nu Zild means winter is coming.

Preparations are on-going: thanks to Chris we now have two clean chimneys ready for Jacky to do her firestarter thing; the outside stereo system will soon be disconnected; the outside chairs and table need to be moved under cover; and the sails over the zen garden will need to be cleaned and stored ready for their return in November.

For the last two weekends I've been cutting up the logs that have been aging under the macrocarpas, stacking them in the woodshed, next to the pinecones we've been collecting. We still need another delivery of wood but so far so good.

The wood basket has been moved inside and the box of pinecones/ kindling will soon appear at the back door along with the large blue barrel that holds a couple of days supply of firewood.

Long range forecast for Takapau

Lately, we've had a taster with some colder temperatures, moody grey skies and rain. That also means the near future's outside walks will be weather permitting as my walking shoes won't hold up for long in the rain.

So, I've spent time today cleaning up the cross trainer that's been sitting in the workshop and I've moved it into my outside music room.

Welcome to April at Maple Grove.

Love and peace - Wozza

Common sense is the knack of seeing things as they are and doing things as they ought to be done (Josh Billings)

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The end of this week sees the start of a study break. The last two weeks have been really challenging in terms of maintaining my energy levels.

That said, I did manage to go for my first lengthy walk during the last week. As I've been getting physio on my left Achilles for the last six months, any lengthy walk hasn't been part of my routine this term.

Over those six months, the lack of walking has had an effect on my fitness (physical and otherwise), so getting back into it just before the study break was huge for me. 

The fact that I can walk and let go of thinking while I'm at school allows me to sort things without effort. Katrina, a colleague at Woodford in 2013, suggested the walking at lunchtime idea to improve staff fitness. Walking out of the school gates and heading up a beautiful suburban street (Kopanga Rd) was definitely an awesome way to spend the odd lunchtime.

Now I find myself across the road from Woodford House, at Iona College, and freakishly, I can use that same walk again to get some fresh air and some non-thinking time.

In the meantime, I'll be beating a regular path to Takapau's Kintail honey factory for two weeks.

Love and peace - Wozza