This year Colin and I celebrated our first Christmas in Brisbane. We spent the afternoon and evening with friends, but the morning was ours alone. It was a lovely restful day, quite unlike our usual Christmases back in NZ, which generally involved travelling for hours… Read More
Mum did almost all the cooking in our house when I was growing up. Dad was (is) a self-employed building contractor who generally came home from long days on site to spend evenings doing paperwork in his home office. Dad did have a few specialties… Read More
A few years ago when I was working in Auckland’s CBD, I developed the habit of calling into the Panetone bakery each morning to get a coffee and breakfast. At the time, Panetone was making the most divine orange and date scones, and I bought… Read More
There is nothing like Saturday morning. There’s relief and excitement in Friday night, but also an intensity sharpened by weariness. Sunday morning usually has an element of luxury for me – it’s these mornings that I’m most likely to laze in bed – but the… Read More
Chez Moi 