Year: 2010

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    Greetings from the couch….

    After all the planning and organising, Christmas is over for another year, can you believe it? Talk about blink and you’d miss it. Mountains of wrapping paper that took me AGES to wrap around a multitude of presents has finally found its way to the recycling bin, joining the *ahem* slightly larger than usual number of empty bottles and aluminum cans. […]

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  • A royal dilemma…

    Meet our beloved Princess, the short-haired Diva of the House, shown here flat out working the ‘I haven’t a care in the world’ look. And these are just some of the local birdlife who have been frequenting our back lawn for the tasty spoils of someone’s uneaten crusts of breakfast toast or the few handfuls of […]

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    Is this the owner of the house?

    I’m someone who is generally thought of as being ‘nice’. Even-tempered. Polite. Calm. These are just a few of the words I’ve heard people use to describe me. And that’s really lovely. I pride myself on the ability to continue to be nice even when my brain might be screaming blue murder or even thinking […]

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    Here comes the bride!

    Ladies and gentlemen, may I have your attention ploise – it’s time to go clothes shopping for the perfect wedding outfit (complete with hat, naturally) – we of the British Commonwealth have a royal wedding coming up on the social calendar! Prince William has finally asked the eminently suitable (and obviously very patient) Kate to […]

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    You can’t win ’em all…

    A sad fact, but it’s true. But try telling we fanatical rugby-watching All Black fans, breathless with anticipation for more glory after winning fifteen games straight. We’re a demanding lot, you see. Those magic men who pull on the revered black jumper are well aware of the expectation however, and indeed, relish the chance to feed it. And dare I […]

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    Food, glorious food!

    You know what? It’s a good thing for all the Blokes Wot Live Here that I can cook. And that I don’t mind (usually) doing it. Because if I didn’t, OMG. I hate to think. There’d be gnawing on furniture perhaps. Or maybe performances worthy of wee Oliver, complete with eyes the size of dinnerplates, asking forlornly […]

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    OMGBBQWTFLOL?

    LOL. OMG. WTF? FWIW. YHGTBKM*  (see below) Acronyms. Our world is full of them. Generation Y, those texting champions of the universe, can’t live without them. Anything to shorten the length of time it takes to send out a VIT (very important text). Acronyms are everywhere and over everything, spreading faster than rumours of Brad and Angelina’s next […]

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    I’m back, bruised but unbowed…

    You would not believe how my life has been this past month. ZOMG. Try crazy. Frustrating. Heartbreaking. Stressful. More than slightly desperate. But mainly, bloody hard going. There have been more days that I care to remember in the last four weeks when I’ve woken up and silently pleaded with the universe: “Please, please, please… let today be a good day.” As it stands, […]

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  • Speaking words of wisdom, let it BE.

    They say the simplest things in life are often the best. And the older I get, the more I think they are right. So often we are bogged down with the minutinae of everyday life and the luxury to stop for a second just isn’t there. Some days it’s all I can do to get […]

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    Now is the winter of our discontent…

    It starts with a tickle. Innocent enough. Could be anything, dust, something in the air. But soon, it progresses to a sneeze. And then another one. And another. A few minutes later, your eyes are watering like a rampant river and you realise – with a frustrated sigh – that it’s time to head to […]

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About Me

Hi, I’m Sarah!

Former wild-child of the 80’s, classic rock fan and loyal friend to a particularly awesome group of people. Forever planning to write more. Fervently wishes she lived at the beach. Loves the mighty All Blacks. Rather partial to a cheeky glass of red.

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