When I met my first (and current) husband, he lived in Auckland and owned a house. I lived in Tauranga and owned a fridge and a very nice set of German knives. When we combined our lives, we decided it was easier to move my fridge and knives to Auckland than for him to moveContinue reading “Falling into a night in the gorge”
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Still trippin’… down memory lane
Dang… Penang…
Lockdown life – part 2
I have discovered the pattern of my moods. With a sample day of one I realised that the day I spread my legs was the day I was happiest. I set off on my walk determined to safely spread my way back to my former happy state.
