Jamie said it was time to go, I foolishly thought that we would head into town, but no we headed on the road over to Sumner and then up the summit road.

I thought to myself ok this is just a decoy and we will head into town shortly for my surprise, but at the top of the summit road we stopped and he said lets go for a walk. The weatherman said it was meant to rain, but it wasn’t raining, we were standing on the mountain with a most amazing view, all of Christchurch City was covered in sea mist and the sun was bouncing off the mountains, something I have never seen before, and a most spectacular view.

Anyway we walked a short distance to some rocks that looked over Lyttelton and Jamie turned me around to face him, he got down on one knee, reached into his pocket and pulled out a small black box and proceeded to ask me to marry him. I was overwhelmed and extremely happy, and yes I said YES.

After a while… we went down to Sumner for a coffee and then back home and we had a bottle of beautiful French champagne on the deck in the candle light, looking out over Lyttelton with all its lights.
Not long after he brought me out the most beautiful boutique of flower and we went and had dinner to celebrate at a new restaurant in Lyttelton.
I won’t tell you what happened when we got home because that’s not really for this blog or family!!!!!

Well I am now engaged to be Mrs Jamie McPhail. However we did talk about creating the Mrs Kuljish-Mcphail name, but hell that would just be way to confusing to anyone that needed to get my name down in ink.

We are thinking that our wedding might be late next year or early the following year, I guess that will depend on a lot of things. And mum tell dad he better get a suit together cause I want to walked down the isle with him in a suit! Hahahahahahahah its great to be the bride and get what ever you want.

View from our house this morning

This is the reason that the big game was so hard to watch last night!

i didnt even know that Canterbury won i had other things on my mind last night!!!!!

Who?

so who is going to the bbq this afternoon and what is it for?

Kuljish Family Blog

What an Inspiring Story of Courage & Bravery

You certainly have Wilson blood flowing in your veins (and out of your foot) we are the ones who get tough to match when the going gets rough).
I hope you're not going to leave everyone dangling wondering what the lovely surprise was.

I have taken a photo of the kitchen which I'll post plus one of Dad painting the doors in the shed.
We are having a BBQ here this afternoon and so far the weather is gorgeous - mild and sunny and not a breath of wind - hope it stays that way.

I watched the big game at Rachel's last night. Are you happy the Crusaders won or are you yet to become a true Cantabrian?

Saturday 27th May 2006 - THE BIG DAY

FRIDAY 26TH MAY EVENING - THE BUILD UP ;)
Last night (friday) was a work mid winter christmas dinner, left home at about 6.30 (was meant to be there at 6.00 but didnt get out of a meeting until 5.00 ).....had a few drinks at the work thing.
My plan was to go and dance at the resturant, which usually takes an hour at the most, then go back to my work dinner, which was just down the road, but as it turned out there was a rival school there to see a "real" belly dancer (not sure when that happened or if indeed it has happended that i am a "real" dancer) but anyway ended up staying and chatting to some of the girls that i have known for a while.

Funny thing is when i was dancing i felt something sticky on my foot and thought damn some idoit has spilt tomatoe sauce on the floor and here i am dancing in it, but as a true professional i danced on until i had finished my set. Sat down to have a rest before getting changed and commented to Jamie that i was dancing in tomatoe sauce, but on closer inspection found out that i had infact cut my foot and it was my blood i was dancing in!!!!! hell i didnt even feel it at the time i was so engrossed in performing! Didnt end up going back to my work dinner as Jamie informed me that i might need a clear head for tomorrow! (i had no idea what he was talking about)

SATURDAY 27TH MAY - THE DAY
I have had an extremely memorable day today, Jamie had informed me that he had a suprise for me which happens often. I had no idea what it was although had my suspitions that it was a body massage, which is always absoltuely wondering as you know mum.

Jamie asked me to be home by 1.00.
I spent the morning with the boys at rugby. Firstly at Seans game but i didnt end up seeing him play as he didnt get on in the first half and i had to take Jake to the other side of town for his game, which was played at his home ground Sumner. Jake played extremely well, although they ended up losing.

After rugby i came back home and tried to get out of jamie what the suprise was but of course he wouldnt tell me any information, not even one single clue...... (to be continued)

ALADDIN FACTOR CONTINUED: NO 1 IGNORANCE

FEAR ALWAYS SPRINGS FROM IGNORANCE - Ralph Waldo Emerson

Many of us dont know what to ask for. Either we dont know what is available to us because we have never been exposed to it, or we are so out of touch with ourselves that we no longer are able to perceive our real needs and wants. Some of us have beome so numbed out that we are simply unaware of our natural yearings and desires. We no longer know what we really want.
Most of us dont know how to ask. We have never learned the technology of making an effective request. We have not seen these effective communication skills modeled in our homes and we were not taught them in our schools or at work. Many of us don't know whom to ask and when to ask. We have not learned how to identify likely prospects who can deliver what we ask for whether it be a hug, sage advice or an order for something we are selling. And many of us have never learned to read the nonverbal cues that people send us that tell is :I'm with you" or "not now".

Grandad is Having Lunch with Helen

I went to visit Grandad last night and he is looking great. He did say he has pneumonia but he looks amazing for someone so sick!!. Rachel txt me while I was visiting Grandad and said Nick Puharich rang her about a big Dally thing happening at the museum Queens Birthday weekend and they'd like to see Grandad there. Apparently the PM is coming and Winston Peters, they're having 10 sheep on the spit and lots of people from all over the country are coming. I haven't seen any advertising about it though. When I first told him he wasnt too interested but after I said that Helen Clark would be there and he might have lunch with her he was very keen!!
It was Nana's birthday yesterday but she wouldn't tell me how young she is. Gordon rang her, Gary will probably ring today (always a day late) and she hasn't heard anything from Lisa.

ALADDIN FACTOR CONTINUED

Would you like a follow on to Aladdin? Or are you getting bored of it?

The new kitchen continues to take shape

Yesterday I bought a new stainless steel sink and drain tray for my new benchtop. Hopefully Dave will put it in this weekend. It was a super duper bargain - only $23 - because when I bought that and the new cupboard handles, the checkout girl only charged me GST on the sink and didn't key in the price. I was most pleased when I checked my docket later on!! You can't get good staff these days - on the other hand I think she's pretty good at her job! I got pewter handles - plain and long. All that's left to buy is the dishwasher and microwave.

Uniqueness

We are all unique and quite special in our own way. It's an awesome thought that we could travel the whole of the world and not find another person just like us. Certainley we would find people who looked like us, thought as we did, responded in the same way on the emotional level and had similar character traits; but we would never find an exact replica of ourselfs. The fact that you would never find anybody that had your exact psychological or physiological make-up, the same talets and abilities in the proportions that you have them, makes you unique. You are literally one among millions. We know that each person in the world has a different thumb print; there never has been and never will be another you, despite the millions of people who have inhabited the earth in the past, do so now, and will do so in the future. Are you beginning to get an inkling of how special you are, and how much you should vaule your individuality? It is a special gift and you should gaurd it carefully.
The thought that each one of us is unique among millions is not one to be tossed aside lightly and forgotten. We should mull over it and try to grasp its full implications; realising what this truth means to us, and vauling ourselves the more becasue of it. It is in the realisation and acceptence of truths such as this that we become more fully aware of ourselves, and ultimately of our real worth- and awareness is the start of change.

The Matriarch Responds

When I return home for the weekend I'll go through the Aladdin postings and see what they're all about. It may be that I'll glean some valuable information from them.
Forget about the Taylor clans etc and get cracking on the Wilson one please.

What the hell!

I checked out the blogger thing this morning ...whats all this shit on there about calling women love and money and sheep...strange....I didnt know that the taylors had an association with scotland mum! And i didnt know that dad hit him self in the head with one of those things in the highland games in whanagrei......Oh well hard case reading anyway.....Well better get these kids out of be.
From Rachel

Very interesting ethical, moral, legal issue!

New Zealand fertility clinic now accepts sperm donations from gay men, in response to accusations of discrimination. Yay! But now a local academic says recipients should be warned of their baby's increased likelihood to be gay, due to the "gay gene". Boo?
I find it incredibly interesting that the gay group spokesman poo poos a genetic predisposition towards homosexuality - I think the "gay gene" argument strongly supports the essentialist approach to sexual orientation, which seems to have been a fundamental tenet of mainstream gay rights organisations. What is he saying? He chose to be gay? Or something else, something not genetic, has directed his essential makeup?
Also very interesting is the point that other possible genetic variations are warned about, so why not this one? Is the issue that it's being treated as a "defect"? Is it good or bad that would-be parents could have a choice about whether their child has a greater or lesser chance of being gay? Would gay-friendly people, given the choice, really, actively choose to give birth to a child they believed was more likely to be gay? Or would they think, "life for gays is hard. We will give our baby the highest chance of a happy life." Would *gay people*? I always remember a gay man I know, who is a parent, saying that if his children grow up to be gay he will naturally be the best dad possible, having been through it himself, but that really he hopes they don't.
Fascinating and thorny subject.

ALADDIN "THE ANSWER IS SIMPLE"

"Jack told this story "Aladdin" to illustrate the five major barriers to asking for what you want. First ignorance kept him trapped. He didnt know he could ask, and that it would be so simple. Second, an erroneous belief misled him. He thought that if his wife loved him, she would automaticlly know what she wanted and offer it. Third, fear was in control, not Jack. He was afraid of receiving a negitive answer and further humiliation. Fourth, his pride stood in his way and contributed to his building up resentment toward the people in his life And fifth, because he had low self esteem, he didnt feel worthy of asking for and receiving the help he needed and deserved.
These five barriers are links in a chain that keep you from asking for what you want. Until you break these links and escape the bondage they create, you cannot be free to fullfill your dreams.

ALADDIN FACTOR CONTINUED

Until I knew I could ask for what I wanted, I had lived my life in an unacknowledged state of resignation. I had silently agreed not to be a nuisance or a bother, to never intrude on anyone, to never take up anyone's time and certainly not to be a "pest".
Early in my marriage, my wife Georgia, and I had a vacation cottage on a nearby lake in western Massachusetts. Since the house was located on a hillside, we would park in the driveway above it and walk down a set of stairs into the kitchen door. We were located many miles from town and whenever we went shopping we would stock up with food and supplies resulting in ten or more bags of groceries per trip. When we would arrive home, I would bring in the bags and Georgia would start unpacking the groceries and placing them on the apporpriate shelves.
Subconsciously i always resented the situation. I would be going up and down what seemed like an endless set of stairs while Georgia would have the easy job of simply taking things out of the bags and stockpiling them. I especially resented it when it was raining or snowing. This pattern, and my resentment, continued for many years.
One day, while attending a marriage enrichment seminar we were asked to list and share any resentments we had. I shared my long-standing irritation at having always been the pack mule in our relationship when it came to the groceries and the long flight of stairs. My wifes response changed my life forever. She said "wow", i never had any idea you were unhappy with the arrangment. Why didnt you say something? I would have been glad to help you carry in the bags. All you had to do was ask
All I had to do is ask? It was that simple? Why had i never thought of it? It simply hadn't occured to me. But why? All of a sudden i had a stream of flashbacks to times when i has wanted help in my life and had been afraid to ask.
I wanted to ask my teacher in school to slow down and go over things agian, but i was afraid they would think i was stupid.
I wanted to ask the guys at my summer school job during high school to help me lift a big bale of peat moss i was moving, but I was afraid they would call me a wimp for needing help. I wanted to ask a guy at school to show me how he made certain guitar chords, but i was afraid i might not learn them fast enough and he would resent me for taking up his time. I had settled for less than the best of everything-mediore seats at plays and drafty seats at resturants. Cold or badly prepared food was never sent back. I settled for substandard rooms in hotels and flew coach when i could have been upgraded to first class. I accepted shoddy workmanship and poor preformance. I wore clothes that didnt fit perfectly and occasionally bought shoes that were too tight. I was afraid to return or exchange unwated gifts and i rearly, if ever asked a salesclerk to help me find something i was looking for.
On the day I left college, my stefather handed me a twenty dollar bill and said, "if you ever need a helping hand , look at the end of your own arm" The underlying message was "You are on your own. You are now supposed to be self sufficent. Dont ask for anyhthing eles. The prior eighteen years had consisted of the following from my mother, father and stepfather: If you ever get in trouble do never come running to me for help
"what are youasking me for"? I dont know!
"Do you think money grows on trees"?
"don't ask so many stupid questions"
"the answer is no so quit bothering me"
"I said no and thats final"
I made less money than what i was worth, laughed at jokes that i didnt understand and never raised my hand in class. I accepted too many things without questioning authority and i bit my tounge when i wanted to ask somebody out for a date. I stared longingly at all the things i wanted, but i rarely got them. That was my life-a life of setteling for less than what i wanted, less than i deserved, less than the best and less than what was possible

ALADDIN FACTOR CONTINUED

Once in a far away land, a grubby child sat in the dust and gazed at the battered lamp he held between his knees. Dirty, old and dented, yet somehow still beautiful, the lamp warmed to his touch. Aladdin ran his fingers across an inscription in the side, barely legible because of the dirt. He spit on his shirtsleeve and rubbed the lamp so he could read the words.

Ask and it shall be given.

No sooner has he finished reading, than the lamp seemed to shake and turn in his hands. His skin crawled and the hairs on the back of his neck stood up. Aladdin heard a booming voice that seemed to come from every corner of the market place.

Who are you and why have you called me?

The dust around Aladdin's ankles swirled and rose, enveloping his small frame. The colours of the rainbow swirled before his eyes and he felt as if he were being lifted into the sky above.

"Where am I, and what is happening to me?" Aladdin shouted.

You are with me, the Genie, for you have called for me,"said the voice. "I am here to answer all of your questions and help you obtain all that you desire"

"I desire only to be recognized for who I truly am. I appear to be a poor begger, yet I know to be true is that I am the Prince. If only people could see this, then all the riches of the kingdom would be mine, replied Aladdin.

"Do you truly wish others to recognize your royalty?" asked the Genie.

"Yes and more"

"Then your wishes are my command. Sit at my feet, child, while I weave a tale of wonder and success about learning how to ask for what you want in life. I have brought many friends with me who will share their stories. Gaze into the lamp, my son and watch our tale of transformation unfold.

To be continued............

THE ALADDIN FACTOR

ASK, AN IT SHALL BE GIVEN TO YOU;

SEEK, AND YOU SHALL FIND;

KNOCK AND IT SHALL BE OPENED UNTO YOU.

FOR EVERY ONE THAT ASKETH, RECEIVETH;

AND HE THAT SEEKETH, FINDETH;

AND TO HIM THAT KNOCKETH

IT SHALL BE OPENED.

Matthew7:7-8

INTELLIGENCE OF SHEEP

Too many people still use sheep analogies in derogatory ways. The word is used to imply someone who possesses no independence of thought, who is a passive follower of trends. The word sheepish can also mean embarrassed, lacking in confidence or looking a bit guility. Such lazy stereotypes do a considerable disservce to a proud speices. Sheep are cleverer than many think. They recognise each others, faces and know what they eat to cure themselves if they are ill. Far from their bleating being an undifferentiated baa, they can identify, each other from their cries. A little more research will no doubt revel a complex language structure and the ability to resolve differential

I found this on a website, who knows how true or even historically accurate it is?...

On a grave marker in Teck Twp. Cemetery, Kirkland Lake, Ontario, Canada
MILT MacPHAIL, May 8, 1910, February 13, 1985
"A victim of fast women and slow horses."
Is this a MacPhail curse?

The Kuljish COA is much more menacing...

I've never seen this one before. Not sure about the Winged Bird. Looks like someone "borrowed" it from the German flag insignia. This one is dated 1997. How can a COA be created in 1997 be historically representative!!

Cousin Steven last wore the Sect Tartan...

He last wore it at his bohemian wedding where family members were requird to dress up as thier favourite mythical character and the ceremony was held at thier coutry retreat (Double Versatile garage without power or water up the top of the Otaki gorge valley).

Helen and I were gutted we did not get an invite. I was going to go as Beelzebub... Heaven knows (if you will pardon the pun!) what Helen would have gone as.

A Coat of Arms is a Coat of Arms...

HI D,Thanks for the update on the Taylor Coat of Arms. I particularly like the history that involves the rebel activity. That must be where the Kuljish rebel streak comes from...Of course I cound'nt POSSIBLY comment...Helen tells me that John has in fact tossed the Caber at the Whangerei Highland games in years gone buy. That must be a story worth hearing.

TAYLOR CREST

RE:COMMENT ENGLISH LINEAGE

CLAN TAYLOR

This name is, not surprisingly, derived fro the occupation of the cutter of cloth and is very common throughout Britain and abroad. It first appeared in the old Scots records c.1276 and the occurance of the name cissor/scissor in some record has been equated with the trade and name- The word tailor passed into the Gaelic as "taillear" and gave rise to the highland surname, Mac-an-taillear son of the tailor. Alexander and John McKyntalyhur were declared rebels in 1392 for their part in a raid on Angus and the murder of Sir Walter Ogilvy. Until the end of the 18th century several families in Cowal named Mac-an-taillear regarded themselves as a branch of clan Cameron and called themselves Clann of Taillear Duibh Chamronach tradionally the Taylors who are considered a sprt Clan Cameron claim to be descentants of a 16th century warrior named Taillear Dubh na Tuaighe "The Black Taylor of the Axe" a natural son of the 14th Cheif of Lochaber Axe. There is a Tradtion amongst the MacLaclans of Cowal that their Kinsmen in Lochabe gave refuge to the mighty axe-man and that he in fact died in Cowal. In most instances the name would of originated from the craft of tailoring, and therefore a direct genealogical trace would be required to establish a clan connection. There is a distinct Taylor Tartan designed in 1955 by Lt.Col.Iain.B Cameron Taylor. Its most prominent feature ofwhich is the double black lines, said to represent Black Taylor. There is also a marked similarilty to the hunting Cameron Pattern. The Camerons have a long and proud Heritage in Lochaber and that Clan itself was made up from severl native families. The Mac martins of lettrefinlay, The MacGillions of Strone and others, all of whom project the history of the race back into the mists of antiauity their cheifs were the epitomy of their class and were staunch suppoters of Jacobite Cause.

Hope this helps to clear up a few issue's thanks

Mum do you remember this?

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=xGjTaEoZAsw

Dylan in Christchurch

Dylan spent some time with us at Christmas in Christchurch and we went go karting. The first picture is of Dylan zoooooooooming past the finish line and the next is of Dylan, Sean and Jake going hard out. Don't ask me who won as i dont remember now!

English Lineage

Helen keeps telling me that she has a traceable English lineage, I am just wondering if this is accurate as, being a decentant of Scotish highlanders, the possibility of English lineage sends a shiver down the sporen! Not wanting to "Toss the Caber" or throw any victorian toys out of the cot, I thought I would post an open request on the no doubt soon to be infamous Kuljish blog, for anyone to educate me.
Not wanting to recreate the battle of Colluden does anyone know where abouts in the UK the english side of the family comes from and what the Surname was? I was wondering whether there is an assoicated coat of arms. I am feeling pretty relaxed here on the couch with my choice of Cameron or BlackWatch tartans to choose from. Even though its cold outside there are no worries about a shiver under this sporen. Happy Hogmany.

Foot note from Helen: On investigation (done in the mall the other day) it appears that the McPhail's were of dubious lineage...apparently they joined ranks with whomever was winning at the time eg the Camerons or the BlackWatch, and do not have there own coat of arms. But as it turns out the Kuljish name has a proud and anceint heritage with there "own" coat of arms.

Seans Post

Thank You

From Sean

Matthew with his eels that Poppa smoked for him

Sunday & Another Day in Paradise

Kuljish Family Blog: May 2006
We had a fairly full and busy day today with lots of visitors.
Dad smoked the mullet he caught yesterday and they were out of the smokehouse just before Donelle and the kids came down the driveway! Talk about good timing. She was here for just a few hours - came to pick up some more meat from the freezer. Her friend and neighbour Yasmin and her 2 kids came as well. Yasmin was the licenced driver. The kids were really pleased to see us and we were happy to see them of course. And my carpet survived the visit!
Dad had just put out the fire in his smokehouse when Matthew arrived with 2 big eels he and Stu had caught at Clarks Bay. Matthew wanted Poppa to smoke them for him so the smokehouse was fired into action once again. It's the first time I've tasted smoked eel and it was delicious.
Dave came up with the cupboard doors from the other units for Dad to paint this week. I've actually put the food into the new pantry even though it hasn't got any doors.
Stephen also visited today as did Sheree and Angelena.
It was a nice sunny day here today in the winterless north and if you saw tonight's weather forecast on TV1 you would have seen that Dargaville had the high of 20.

Saturday

Well mum you have been busy writing .....good stuff...as sean would say. I have spent the day at rugby watching the boys play. Jake wasnt feeling very well with a sore throat which is something that has been going around. Sean and Jamie have both had it but as i have had my flu shot then i probably wont get it. Well i am hoping anyway. Jake played well as open side flanker which is his prefered position. They were playing Linwood on their home grounds and although they put up a good fight they just werent fit enough to last the distance. I am not sure what the score was but heavly in favour of Linwood. Then went over to boys high to watch seans game, there seems to be an abundance of kids that want to play half back which of course you know is what sean likes best. The coachs ended up leaving him on as half back most of the game which didnt sit well with the other boys on the side line waiting for there turn. But they played a brilliant game and won...it was an exciting game to watch.
I am just about to start putting my face on and hair on and costume on for work tonight, its very cold and i am not really in the mood but im sure i will be fine once i get in character so to speak. Well i better go and start or i will be late and the customers will have eaten and gone before i even get there.

Correction

I got it wrong! That's Matthew in the foreground of the picture and Jake in the background as they build their hut.

Jake makes the finishing touches to his hut in the Dark Forest at Tangaihi.

Kuljish Family Blog

Picture of Sean making his hut in the Dark Forest while on holiday at Tangaihi earlier this year.

Rainy Saturday in the Winterless North
Helen, I think that Sharron Kuljish must be Walter Kuljish's (Peter's brother) daughter-in-law. He's got a couple of sons and Dad doesn't think he has a daughter.
Stephen came to pick me and Uncle Don up this morning and took us down to his place to look at a sick calf. I think he's wasting money pouring antibiotics into it should just knock it on the head. It's only a mongrel Jersey steer and worth nothing really.
Dad put the net out last night and got about 25 mullet which he'll be smoking tomorrow. We had some the other weekend and it was lovely and yummy.
Angelena spent a night in hospital last week. Seems she might have appendicitis but they don't seem to want to take it out - would rather treat her with antibiotics instead. Stephen said she was OK now. Sheree's grandmother (Mrs Jones) died yesterday. She had cancer and was in Kauri Coast resthome for the past two weeks. She was 89.
Grandad is not too bright at present and an X-Ray showed a spot on his lung which will make him really happy - he has something wrong with him!! He is on antibiotics for a month and if it's still there then it might be something more serious.

Hey MATE

When did it become socially acceptable to call strange women "love" again? Never, that's when.
I have brought this issue to the attention of woman I don't know twice in the last week. That's abnormal. And unacceptable.
I have been talking to a woman on the phone lately at work and she often calls me love....... have i tipped over into little old lady territory, or do i just sound like a little child on the phone (when did that happen?)
I do call children "love", though not children I've never seen before. Children I actually do love. Adults I don't know, NEVER. Adults who are working and present themselves as such, NEVER EVER. When did it become 1972 again? Was the woman who called me "love" today even *born* in 1972? When did she get the right to talk down to *me*?
I'm thinking, too, of how terms of endearment can also be used as confrontational terms with very little alteration. "Mate", in NZ, is the ultimate expression of respect and simultaneously a gauntlet in the face. People raised over seas seem to have massive issues with the word. To them it is a challenge. And I must admit that I would be more likely to call someone "mate" if I were pissed off with them than if I actually liked them.
So, mate. Don't call me love, OK?

Who is this???????

Does anyone know who this is? Mum im sure you will http://www.allenswhg.co.nz/frames/templates/staffmember.cfm?StaffID=%2016480 but i have no idea.

Sean

Sean went to another school dance on friday night.
As he goes is at an all boys school they invite the girls from the girls schools around christchurch....seems its not like the old days where the boys stand on one side of the gym and the girls on the other.

money money money

So far as I am aware, there are eleventy billion people in the USA, about 15 million in the UK, and in New Zealand, about four hundred and ten. (Slight exaggeration.)
So how come we have to consolidate our coinage when the rest of the world continues to have one, two and five cent/pence pieces? This makes no sense to me.
About 15 years ago, we got rid of one and two cent pieces. These were our only copper coins. Now we're getting rid of five cent pieces as well. AND, all our money is getting smaller.
The new 10 cent piece is smaller, and copper coloured. The new 50 is the same size as the old 20, which is deeply, deeply disturbing. And the new 20 looks like Singaporean money, with little curvy edges.
It's all very light and small, and will not weigh down our purses and wallets so much. But still - how come a country with such a small population - and correspondingly small amounts of circulating cash - has to revise the size and weight of its coins when others do not? (It's not so long since we changed the *notes*, too.)

Monday at Work

Here I am sitting at my computer - just finished lunch - it's too yukky to go outside for a walk so I'll post instead.
Staying at Colin and Loey's tonight, Colleen and Brian's Tuesday and Wednesday and Nana's on Thursday. I told her I'd get us a takeaway roast dinner so she has that to look forward to.

MONDAY

Well, its monday and i have just sent Dylan off on the bus to school...whew for another 5 days lol....Matthew is at home sick...No wonder he was asleep at mums yesterday, he was sick, not tired lol...Jessie is sitting here by the fire eating mandirins waiting for the bus to come....The weather is very ugly here today, very cold, rainning and windy..typical winters day in the north..Well better go and get jessie on the bus....bye

PICTURES MOTHER

so are there any pictures of your new kitchen?

MESSAGE FOR SEAN

MESSAGE FOR SEAN
Hi SeanBig news of the day here is that Mike (from across the road at Barfootes) is moving the the South Island. He has a new job as 2IC at a brand new big dairy farm in Fairley which I believe is about 2-3 hours south of Christchurch. He told me today he'd really like for you to come and spend some time with him and Elaine and work on the farm. It's a new farm owned by a co-op with new shed, new races, fences, sheds in fact everything is brand new, even the houses on the farm. There is the Manager, Senior Herd Manager (Mike), 3 dairy workers, and 3 part-timers who rear calves. He works 6 days on and 2 days off. Sounds like a good deal. There are 700-800 cows by the way. Nana

Not much happening here today - it's Mothers Day and Rachel and Stu have had a lovely relaxing day out - and me? Well I've had all their kids - seriously thought of drugging them especially Dylan but as it happened both he and Matthew went to sleep. But whoopee my phone just beeped Rachel is home and her kids have cut a track!Johnny is supposed to be visiting today. Donelle texted me to say HMD. She was woken by her kids jumping on the bed at 6am this morning. Mali made her a card at kindy complete with a little chocolate heart -unfortunately he ate the chocolate before he gave her the card!I put the fist coat of polyurethane on the pantry shelves today. It will need at least two. Dad has the compressor all ready to go ready for painting the cupboard doors next weekend. Thats the doors for the new kitchen. The bench top is finished and its lovely - just as I wanted it the colours of paua

Any idea what this means?

I found this on a web page the other day, any idea what it translates to?

SE [09.12.2005, 19:41]A kuljish neklausiit? Tos, kas normaali uzvedaas gan jau nesita.

http://72.14.203.104/search?q=cache:QiD5bNOqEVUJ:www.tvnet.lv/onlinetv/ltv1/panorama/comments.php%3Foid%3D153927%26tab%3Dnews+kuljish&hl=en&ct=clnk&cd=9

Random Christmas 2005 pics

Well you cant say much about this lot

Poor Jess the only girl, but she does look happy.

Sean after milking and also as it turns out not long after crashing poppa's bike into the ditch (although this wasnt found out until alot later!) Was that before or after he and dylan stole the beer and got drunk!

Helens Saturday

Well i guess i should start this off cause no one else is going to….i have had a lovely day today, spent most of it dancing at the SCBD for a gala they had today, not paid work but well worth the publicity. 4 news papers turned up and i managed to get a plug in for Shiraz which hopefully will be in the paper (if i did my job correctly) . I will put some pictures up but i will have to find out how the heck to work it first. My new camera ran out of batteries so only got a few pictures and they are not the best but never mind.

The boys rugby was cancelled this morning which meant i was able to sleep in and spent the morning in bed reading my book….i am reading of all things Jane Erye (sp) lots of very proper! english and after reading 30 or so pages i find myself speaking the same way…very very odd or maybe im just easily lead!

Jake was very unhappy he couldnt go to rugby!!!!! NOT



It is meant to snow tonight, down to 500 metres, we are at about 400 i think, would be great to see snow on the ground in the morning, but i dont think its quite cold enough for that just yet. Although i am inside and the fire is going so what would i know!