We get very few visitors. It’s not that we don’t have friends on neighbours to call it’s just so darn far for most people to come and for our neighbours they are engrossed in their own piece of paradise to be bothered with us. Imagine the... Keeping chickens can be a dangerous game. I didn’t realise how much until I experienced rooster rage this week. I can tell you being pecked by a rooster that seems to grow bigger every day is not what you want before you’ve had your breakfast in the... The Olympics are underway. The annual couch potato fest can begin. Well it might if only there weren’t so many darn adverts. I’m afraid we’re suffering from NZTV’s coverage which unlike the Beeb has adverts about every 15 minutes. After... I know you’ve been waiting with bated breath all week. The wait is over folks, here’s my report on the Shaker project to improve productivity in the pantry.  It’s been a challenge I can tell you. No mean task. I never knew there was so much... One of my favourite things is my washing line. Strange I know but it is the washing line I’ve been hankering for all my domesticated life. I’ve had some OK washing lines in my time but this one beats them all hands down. My early declaration of spring... 