You’d have thought I was sprinting for an Olympic medal to see me dashing down the garden yesterday. Â Ok, it was more of a fast shuffle with arms waving wildly to keep my balance as I navigated bumps and slopes in my garden clogs but speed was on my mind. Â I... 
It’s hard to recall when I fell out of love with Nigella the cook. I think it was something to do with her prepping her brined turkey wearing a negligee on her Christmas TV special. There is a fine line between food porn and just plain porn and I think she... 
You could be forgiven for thinking it was high summer in New Zealand and not early autumn. Although the mornings are darker and the nights arrive earlier this continuous sunshine is nothing short of marvellous. I shall never tire of bright sunny days although at... Far be it for me to complain about a spell of warm summery weather.  We’ve been basking in sunshine for over a month.  Rain has been as rare as our own fresh eggs after the hens went on strike on account of the heat.  Droughts were declared today in parts of... It’s a common misconception that picking up a lead and shouting walkies will bring your dog to paroxysms of excitement.  When the leads get picked up in our house the bassets high tail to the nearest soft place to lie flat and engage their gravity inducing... 
