Escape to the country

Karori and I part ways

Good grief! I’m throwing things in a kit bag (dog bowl, coffee-pot, everything we need to make pea-shooters) as the kids and I, and the fluffyguts, are leaving for my Mum’s in a hurry. Our kitchen ceiling is being ripped out this morning, which means no sink, fridge, oven or pantry for several days. I cannot be expected to thrive under these conditions, so we’re making ourselves scarce. My poor mother.

I might not get to a laptop for the next little while, so just in case, here’s a placeholder - a tongue-in-cheek piece for One News about me, menopause, and Naomi Watts. It may make more sense if you read it (but again, it may not).

Until we meet again, my friends! (It may be some time.)

OH GARD THE BUILDERS ARE HERE

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