Author Archives: queenpeanutio

Chromatic, I stand on the side of the road Watching for a car, a truck so I can go. I’ve got to get myself out of this nothing place I’ve been running around with a tied shoe lace What a … Continue reading →

Ah, the bliss. We have been having such beautiful weather for the past week. Every morning presents like an immaculately wrapped gift. Arising at 6.30 or 7am is no chore as I open the curtains and am blinded by the … Continue reading →

Meet another local beauty – Kaituna Valley. Nestled away between the many rolling hills on Banks Peninsula, this idyllic spot next to the Kaituna River is another family favourite for picnics. A short walk from the picnic site where we … Continue reading →

Say hello to Orton Bradley Park, a beautiful expansive working farm park half an hour’s drive out of Christchurch. We used to come here regularly as a family and it’s kiddie paradise. It comprises rolling hills and pastures, walking tracks, … Continue reading →

Have you ever felt like others have all the luck and the particular situation you’re in could only happen to you? Me too. Like now. I’ve had ‘stomach problems’ (euphemism) for four weeks and I could swear I am fatter … Continue reading →

Yes, it’s been quite a week. The fitness programme which was to transform me from Matt Lucas to Linda Hamilton in Terminator 2 has had to be delayed a week, which angers such a committed fitness FREAK as myself. Oh … Continue reading →

Huge news here in Somerfield, Christchurch. We have been privy to a vocabulary hat trick! Yep, Charlie was feeling verbose today and decided to share three new words with me! At breakfast time he pointed to my eye and said … Continue reading →

For a while I thought that perhaps I might build up the concept of coming home. Perhaps I was romanticising the whole notion; remembering only the rose-tinted glimpses of few and far between half-dream/half-realities. Should I steel myself to have … Continue reading →

We made it. There were times when I thought we wouldn’t (because I had been arrested, or Charlie had been removed from the plane by parachute). Times when I thought my watch had stopped as I counted down the hours … Continue reading →

I’ve heard it said that one’s experience of a time span is relative. I have to agree. Especially when that relative is an 18 month old, the time span is 12 hours, and the son about whom you have previously … Continue reading →