Moving On

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Down Time

Well we have been a little busy here at Dawes HQ recently creating a new website for our blog - you may have seen the notice on our blog page. We are still working on it and it's become a very interesting little challenge!

So why the change?

Well after a couple of years of blogging we felt our much loved blog was worth an upgrade. Unfortunately for Blogger they don't really support the dynamic and rich content we want to display, so we are switching to a Wordpress solution.

If you are still accessing our page by the old http://dawesinnz.blogspot.com URL, then you'll need to update your shortcuts/favourites to point to www.dawes.co.nz - this will ensure you see the new site when it is launched.

So for now there will be a week or so of down time, but please keep checking back as the all new bigger and better Dawes In New Zealand will be back soon!

Tony Pepperoni

At the weekend we celebrated our good friend Tony's 40th Birthday - known to some of us as Tony Pepperoni, amongst other things! Tony is a Londoner who has been in Kiwi-land for many years, married to the gorgeous Denyse who is a kiwi and they have two stunning girls. You have probably seen them mentioned many times before on this blog!

For Christmas Michael and I were given some Experience Vouchers by our lovely family, and from a list of 'experiences' you can choose whatever takes your fancy. Saturday night we thought would be an ideal opportunity to stay in Wellington City and enjoy the night properly so we used some of the vouchers as a stay in a hotel.

We have had some really nice nights in hotels and some not so good ones too, so we were little apprehensive, however this time we didn't need to be. We stayed at the James Cook Hotel and our room, although small, was lovely. Modern and clean, just what you need - and not only that, the best pillows I have ever had the pleasure of in a hotel. And if you weren't happy with your pillow you could order 'pillow service' and someone would run up with a whole host of pillows for you to try out!

Shame about the view however!

Bethany stayed at my much appreciated friend Jo's house, and of course Denver went into the kennels which he just can't get enough of, Homelands is definitely his second home now.

After lazing around in the hotel on the afternoon we popped on our party clothes and headed out early evening, we met up with everyone at JJ Murphy's which definitely had that Irish spirit. We also got to spend some time with our fabulous friends Stef and Rich, it was good to see them, plus we also got to meet the many other lovely friends of Tony and Denyse too.

Onwards we went in true Kiwi style to our restaurant (as we were late!) which was for the evening called Tulsi - Indian Cuisine of course. I am partial to an Indian meal, it's something I grew up eating and my mother can cook up a mean curry (despite not having any Indian relations) and so I always enjoy trying new restaurants, and of course to find something similar to what we had in the UK is a bit of a mission - Kiwi food is very different.

It made us smile to see something written down that we had only ever heard mentioned before - English Hot!

Anyway, the meal was lovely, the wine flowed a little too easily and the conversation was delightful. Very successful, and I think we all had a lovely time. I had a wonderful chat with Denyse's sister - I was very much appreciative of her advice regarding children and what to expect as the years go on!

Afterwards we tumbled out into the street with our tummies full and headed for a place called Good Luck which is a strange name for a nightclub, a name we associate more with our favourite Chinese back in the UK. Anyway, a club it was, and fantastic it was too.

Yippee for proper music! Not an 80's hit in sight and we loved it, Michael and I danced together and just loved the Hip Hop tunes that were blaring out. The place of course was absolutely jammed and our party started to filter off -I naturally managed to grab some photos before they left!

After saying goodbye to everyone and a final Happy Birthday to the old Pepperoni we hung around dancing for another half hour before tottering back to our hotel, making a loud fingers over lips 'shhhh' type arrival just before 2am.

A fantastic night!

Bethany came back with treats and was very pleased, a successful sleep over - yey! Bethany has done nothing but ask when she can do another one. Denver didn't want to leave the kennels and although excited to see us was obviously miffed by the fact we had taken away his fun.

Oh damn, it's such a shame really, our children fine without us. Just means we need to plan more nights away just Michael and I more often!!!

Happy School Days

I am pleased to report that all is going well for Bethany at school, she is absolutely loving it!

I linger in the morning just watching what she is doing, if I head over for a goodbye kiss and cuddle I normally get a wriggle and an embarrassed voice that says "get off mam". 5 going on 15 I think.

Bethany can now read really well, we struggled at home to teach her, but within the first week she was off recognising words and sounding out the letters to make the word. Everyone said it would take off once she started school - how right they were!

This week has been EOTC week - which is Exercises Outside The Classroom week. It started on Monday with the children taking their bikes or scooters to school and having a talk from a Policeman about Road Safety. It sadly rained all day so the children never got to test their skills on the playground, so it was rescheduled for Tuesday. Thursday was a great day as the children got to explore tents that were put up at the school and have a Teddy Bear Picnic. Today we were greeted as we arrived at school by a huge climbing wall!

Wednesday was the best day however. I volunteered to go along as parent helper for the day as they were short on numbers. We walked roughly 20 minutes down to the little shopping centre. From here we walked to a Nursing Home where the children had prepared to sing some songs for the older community.

It was really lovely, I must admit I was a little worried - old people and children together - my worst nightmare!! But seriously it was great, the children sang fantastically, getting through the New Zealand National Anthem (first in Maori) and then in English, followed by a few other songs they had practised at school.

The Nursing Home were then presented with a huge flower which was made up of all the children's hand prints - with the words 'have a happy day'. We were also absolutely bowled over when one of the teachers announced that we should sing happy birthday to one of the ladies in the home - and sing we did when we found out she was turning 103!!

Afterwards the children were allowed to go introduce themselves to the people in the home, Bethany absolutely loved it - she really couldn't get enough of meeting them and talking with them. Most of the children shyed away, some scared at what they saw, but Bethany had to be dragged away which was really sweet.

Onwards we went back to the park where the children ate lunch and then blew off some steam playing in the play area and playing games with the teachers.

Our last hour was filled with a 'behind the scenes' tour of the Physiotherapist, the Travel Agents and New World the supermarket. All very interesting, especially seeing how a supermarket is away from the shoppers and the shop floor.

We had a great day, it was really nice to also have chance to talk with the children, despite my charade of not being keen on children I secretly enjoyed myself (but don't tell anyone!).

Bethany has really settled well and it has made things for me a million times easier too. I was having such a hard time with it all but as time has gone on its become easier, my days seem to fly by and despite the early days of not knowing what to do with myself, I now do not have enough hours in the day.

The Easter Holidays will be here soon and I am looking forward to being with my girl again, also looking forward to having time to do what we want and not feel pressured by a routine. It's good news all round and we are all enjoying the new changes immensely.

Weekend Walkies

Once again we popped on our walking shoes and headed out. The weather wasn't the greatest and we did most of the walk under our hoods. The choice of walk this time being a place called Tunnel Gully, I had heard about it from my wonderful friend Julie who takes her boys ('boys' being Fortnum and Mason her Basset Hounds!).

The walk was really lovely, a nice simple forest track that had been superbly marked out. All the usual wonderful forest delights were there, the smells, the sounds - it always takes me on a journey into my childhood days.

Some of the trees we saw were amazing, they were huge!

As we headed into a clearing we smelt something like never before, rows upon rows of Eucalyptus trees - it was just wonderful! I could imagine myself popping a picnic blanket down, a nice soft cushion and a good book whilst enjoying the fabulous aroma.

As we headed round the corner we came to a really long tunnel - of course hence the name of Tunnel Gully. Named for its link with the historic Rimutaka Railway between Wellington and the Wairarapa, this is a 221m long tunnel named Mangaroa Tunnel, built between 1875 and 1877. The tunnel's working life ended in November 1955 when the new Rimutaka Tunnel was opened.

We ventured only half way before the thought of possible overhead Weta's got the better of us and we retreated!

Lucky that we headed out at that point, because look who we bumped in to!!

It was nice to see Julie there, she was right in her recommendation. The walk was lovely and we really enjoyed our time there. Of course next time we need to do it in better weather so we see a little more than just the hoods on our coats!

Meeting John Grogan

Does the name sound familiar??

Well it should do, Mr John Grogan is the author of Marley & Me, you may know it better from the blockbuster movie that is showing in the cinema right now.

Last night I was lucky enough (along with my gorgeous friend Jo) to go to a cocktail evening in the company of Mr Grogan, which was held at the Holiday Inn hotel in Wellington City. It was such a lovely evening, people filled the room chatting over a nicely chilled wine and a few canapés. Mr Grogan joined us and mingled talking with various people.

Mr Grogan entertained us with a wonderful talk on the inspiration that was Marley - for those of you who don't know - this is a true story. He also went on to tell stories of what had happened since his book took off, being part of movie when it was made and then going onto his new book which is out now called The Longest Trip Home.

Afterwards we got to meet John and have a little chat whilst he signed his new book which I had just bought that evening. I was also cheeky enough to ask for a photo!!

It was truly inspirational listening to John. He was an ordinary man (and still is of course!) who wrote a story from the heart, one that has touched every single dog owner like never before. With the movie being made it will reach an even further audience, even those who have never had a dog will relate.

It was humbling to be in his presence, and I feel so very inspired. I am so pleased to have met him, thank you Mr Grogan for being gracious enough to share your journey with us.

Dog Squad Part 3

Once again we popped on our SPCA capes and stood anxiously smiling at the shoppers heading in and out of New World in central Wellington City.

Bethany came along too, she was an absolute star shaking the bucket for the whole hour and offering stickers to those who donated. Although this time she demanded we take a chair for her to sit on and she was dressed up!

Denver of course lapped up the attention, he has developed so much - and grown too. Looking back at the photos of the last Dog Squad we did he is now huge! He didn't need his halti this time either which was just awesome.

Such an interesting and different mix of people - the ones who pretend to be looking at their phones or receipts so as not to make eye contact. The kids who run over with panicked parents running behind. The old dears who get down to pat the dogs but then could not get back up again. The young boy who cradled his skateboard, grunted, nodded and dropped in a coin.

Julia and her lovely daughter stood side by side the whole day, welcoming new volunteers and patting their dogs, and getting us all into position - they are truly awesome and deserve a whole lot of gratitude for what they do.

Denver Dawes once again did us proud - raising a nifty $124.50.

The total for the whole day reached $2204. If you passed a dog on Saturday whilst doing your food shopping and popped in a coin or two, be damn proud of yourself for all you have done. The SPCA thanks you.

A Rare Occurance

Yesterday Michael had a day off work which meant a whole 6 hours together of free time without Bethany!!

Gone are the BC (before children) days when all we needed to worry about was maybe eating at some point in the day. Our day started with getting organised for school, washing, hoovering and doing general chores. After breakfast we donned our walking boots and headed to the car, onwards for a forest trek!!

Just over the hill of Wainuiomata you are greeted with the most stunning countryside and views. This then leads to the coast, but before the coast we are met by the bottom end of the Rimutaka Forest Park. The park is huge, covering 220 km's. This area has been developed superbly and at the visitor information you can select the type of walk you want to do - anything from two days to a half hour. We opted for the '5 mile walk' estimated to take 2 hours.

The pathway was excellent, it took us deep into the luscious forest, over the ridge line and back down the other side, despite the estimated 2 hours it only took us an hour and a half, and that was with me stopping every five minutes to get my breath back!

On one of the below photos you will see a giant spiderweb, it was hard to get a decent photo of it but my goodness whatever made that thing must have been huge, the web could have captured a cow! Remind me not to walk the forest in the dark!

So instead of heading home straight away we took Denver to the doggy exercise area, and then we sat and had a picnic lunch. A really lovely day out, a much needed mammy and daddy time, one which we will have to do again soon.

105 Today!!

A gorgeous yellow Labrador came into the world 15 years ago today and she was named Poppy.

Poppy could tell some stories I bet! In the 15 years she has been part of so much, she has watched Michael and Helen grow, leave home and have children of their own. She has watched her loving 'mother' Lynn grow beautifully older and never leave her side - Poppy has probably been told the most interesting secrets.

Anyone who has a dog will know how much a part of the family they become, Poppy has been a loyal and loving member of the family since the day she arrived. I have heard some of the most hilarious stories that only is possible from a Labrador!

We miss her very much, but it's so wonderful to know she is still going strong, still making us smile and still holds that mischievous twinkle in her eye.

Happy 15th Birthday Poppy!

Bush Fires

Things we used to read in the local paper about the rest of the world whilst we were back in England did what they were supposed to do, shock us, interest us, yet never affect us. Of course reading about all the doom and gloom in the world was the norm, since being here in NZ I now never go near a newspaper or watch the news - in a way if I don't know about it, then I wont worry about it.

Yet one thing we can't escape being on the other side of the world are the issues that affect our every day lives. Things like earthquakes, landslides and flooding are all every day occurrences here in New Zealand, but worse still on the hot days we are plagued by bush fires.

Of course most of you will know about the horrific happenings in Australia - our neighbour. The unbelievable bush fires that ripped through most of Victoria is just unbearable to think about. Being so close, New Zealand is affected deeply by what happens there, I have ran into numerous people who had family caught up in the disaster and we have donated to the appeals to aid recovery. But the most devastating is the story of a family of 6 who originally decided to move to New Zealand but then changed plans last minute and moved to Oz. After only being there for 2 weeks in their new home their life journey was cut short when they were killed in the fires.

In our previous home here in Wellington we witnessed many bush fires, some sadly were deliberately caused. You may remember this story from April 2007 when upon returning from Kindergarten we weren't allowed into our street due to a bush fire opposite our home. At the time it was all new and interesting to us (hence the light hearted blog post) but it isn't until you are part of it that you realise how scary it can be.

Just the other day the forest land to the back of our home was the victim of it's most deadliest enemy, and fire raged for many hours. The streets were lined with people taking photos and watching it - always amazes me why people do that?

I took photos from our garden instead!

Our thoughts are with the people affected in Oz, despite the silly 'we hate our neighbours' thing that the Kiwis do, it's something we can sympathise with endlessly.

Boot Buyers

Today we decided that after living here for nearly 3 years we had accumulated too much stuff, stuff that was starting to go into boxes and the back of cupboards - stuff we didn't need, stuff that could be someone elses treasure.

So we rocked up at Lindale Farm and parked up next to the other 10 sellers. The expectation of other sellers arriving never happened, and the expectation of many punters also never happened. Please excuse the quality of the photos - they were taken on a phone.

We sat back and watched the place buzz with possibly one or two people, at one point I think there could have been at least 6. I mean, it was that busy.

We reminised back to the days of when we would sell stuff at Sedgefield Racecourse - the place of a proper Car Boot Fair. I think Kiwis would be stunned to see so many people and so many sellers in one place (an estimated 300 sellers and 4000 buyers on the day!!).

The person next to us was a Brit. She was there with her friend (also a Brit) and her two daughters. She was from York - for those of you who don't know that was pretty much a neighbouring city to our town in the UK. I decided on a wander and as I went I chatted, speaking with more and more Brits. At the last stall I thought it couldn't happen, but sure enough - another Brit!

So it seems 'Car Booters' are something the English love. I'm guessing by the poor turnout on an absolutely glorious day meant that this is something Kiwis are just not into. We also noticed there was a lot of buying of the older merchandise from other stalls, meaning our shining modern items were bypassed!

It was heaps of fun though, we got to chat extensively with our neighbouring sellers, and I also got the number of a lovely lady who I hope to catch up with again soon. Bethany enjoyed sitting in the car watching Spongebob on a tablet PC and getting a bargain of Barbie items from the stall next door.

Despite the poor turn out, we got a lovely tan, ate some delicious ice-cream, came home with some bargains and still made a comfortable $80.50. Not bad.

Cold Snap

Naughty Jack Frost has decided to bring the cold a little earlier this year, or maybe it's just colder where we live now which is away from the coast. This time last year we had been in our home only a few months so maybe we didn't notice the cold, or maybe the climate is different this year.

Along with the chilling temperatures and all the stress of starting school, the first round of illnesses are upon us. Bethany has the best immune system in the world and is never ill (and neither am I), yet Bethany and I have both ended up with a horrible cold which we are finding hard to shake off.

Bethany is still going to school despite my efforts to keep her off (and my worries of infecting others at school), but the teachers are adamant to keep taking her if she wants to go. One of the teachers said that they would have an empty school if it came to keeping sick children off - not sure if thats something to boast about or not!

Yesterday morning Bethany aka, Little Miss Iceblock raced to our bed in an attempt to get warm, it was 6 degrees outside and probably inside too. Kiwi's always laugh when I mention how cold it is, they always follow it up with a 'but the winter is worse in the UK isn't it?' and they are right, it is colder and the winters are rough - but not inside the house where you have double glazing, central heating and all that brick to compensate!

Unless you are rich or have a newly built house there is no central heating here, it's a brand new concept to Kiwis. In our last house we were lucky enough to have a log burner, that was fantastic during winter - this house now that we are in has absolutely nothing. Our wooden home was built early 1980's and this meant it was never rigged up with any type of heating, sun was the natural option then. Of course the years have changed dramatically - so for us it's back to condensation drawings!

So in the spirit of winter I cooked a nice roast pork dinner tonight, it included my most favourite vegetable - one that will always remind me of sitting around the family dinner table at Christmas time whilst watching the snow slowly fall outside. Oh how I could just pop up the Christmas Tree now!

It's the good old Brussel Sprout!

I'm not ready of prepared for winter this year, I have all my winter veggies ready and am looking forward to some winter sowing and growing but I could leave everything else. The last few years haven't been very consistent so it's always a suprise when one day it's a high 25 degrees and the next a tiny 9 degrees.

It's still confusing, these New Zealand seasons are without doubt going to perplex us for many years to come. Until we understand them we will just do as they do down under and 'rug up warm'.

Hot Off The Press!

As I pulled open the door on our mailbox which is situated at the end of our driveway, I saw the brown envelope peeking out and knew what it was straight away.

I ripped frantically at the envelope - and there it was! Bethany and I stood in the street and screamed with glee, we danced about whilst looking at our faces, our story, our life, all glossy, and all magazined up!!

As you may remember we did a photo shoot a while back for Living Abroad Magazine. Never could we have imaged just how much fun this was going to be, and not only that - our feature is simply awesome. At the risk of being a little big headed here - we rock!

It's not everyday that a normal family who set out on the unknown journey into a new life, would one day claim not only victorious in the move, but we would tell the world about it too by being featured in a magazine.

Below are the scanned pages from the magazine, you wont be able to read the text but you can see that it was a fantastic 4 page spread. Of course our Kiwi friends will be subjected to many viewings as I will carry a copy of it in my bag at all times, and as for you all in the UK - go buy it!

Truly amazing, truly truly amazing.


We learn and grow as a family everyday, making choices and doing things we never thought possible. We never really knew where this journey to the other side of the world would take us, and a journey it has been so far.

Through it all we have triumphed magnificently. I think its safe to now say we have made it.

Scenic Sunday

Well it's been quiet again here at Dawes HQ, the whole past week has been filled with packing Bethany off to school, pacing the floor and clock watching - hopefully soon I will find some type of routine I am comfortable with!

We've been out and about this weekend, really just soaking up the glorious weather. Yesterday I spent my time soaking up the weather in the pub with Rachel whilst Michael, Bethany and Denver soaked up the sun at Makara - one of our favourite beaches.

Today we decided for a country stroll. I was raised in the country, rolling hills, beautiful scenery, trees and birds - oh and plenty of cow pat (cow poo for those of you who don't know what a 'pat' is!). So we thought we would embrace what our home of Upper Hutt is all about and head off for a country walk.

We ended up at the Rimutaka Rail Trail, an area and a track steeped in the history of an old railway line. Originally this line linked many communities together, ending it's trail at a place called The Summit - an isolated settlement.

Engineering had to be created to allow heavy trains to flow easily along the steep track, thus now known as the Rimutaka Incline. But despite best efforts and the fact it was known as an engineering marvel at the time the incline fell out of favour and was described as 'accursed bottleneck' and a 'wearisome journey'. It lasted 77 years finally being replaced by the now well known Wellington to Featherston line - a flat straight journey!

The track was really easy to walk, surrounded by massive trees, stunning mushrooms and toadstools and some of the most breath taking views. We passed many people enjoying the day, biking, walking, riding horses - we could see why this is a popular place.

Walking back we stopped off to eat a few brambles and tell Bethany stories of our childhood. A really beautiful day, and so wonderful that be it beach or bush, they are just as amazing as each other.

Off She Goes...

As I stood there over her bed I could see her chest rising and her eyes flickering with dreams of what could be. Every night since she was born I spent it by her bed, watching, kissing, touching her little hands. Five years had passed, a lifetime to such a little being, a being who lived in the moment, a being who relied on only you, a being who knew nothing for the world, yet here I was sending her into it.

As I stood facing the bathroom mirror I removed my 'war paint' from the day and I looked at my sorrowful face, a sad face, a tired face, with tear streaks making clear pathways. I knew that tomorrow I would have to have a happy face, a joyful face, a positive face...an inspiring face.

Many times I woke that night, dreams of my baby girl running into the distance never to be seen again, dreams of my baby girl being just that; a baby, and handing her over to a stranger wrapped in her favourite blanket. Or the worst, the dream where her bedroom is empty and the window open.

Morning came early for me, I sat and watched the shadows of the palm tree dance against our window blind, listening to the sound of the Cicada growing with every new sparkling sun ray. At that moment I hopped out of bed and went straight to the same mirror that had given me difficult faces the night before, a smile flickered onto my face as my baby girl welcomed me - that would have to do.

The day before it happened was a long one. I spent it in the garden doing the only thing that could bring me to peace - planting and caring for new seedlings. The day was a long one as every time I looked at the clock I knew tomorrow would come. I did not spent her last day together, and I could not, she spent it with Daddy, as I didn't want it to feel like her last day.

Not only was this a venture for my baby girl but of me too. It has been a long time since I stepped into the real world as myself and on my own two feet. Various chapters of life come and go now like the clouds in the sky, I used to be a young free girl who would laugh at those with 'responsibility' promising that would never be me, yet here I was now teetering on the edge of a brand new chapter, it scarily hangs on a single branch over a cliff edge.


So here we were, Monday morning came and tension was high. Daddy was home too to watch the first step into the world alone. We checked and re-checked our list and off we went...

Bethany's first day at school went well, she interacted, she made new friends and no tears were shed. Well none from Bethany anyway. I sadly could not contain myself and it was best just to write Monday off and start Tuesday afresh. Yet of course my newly painted face that morning didn't last long either, that horrible dull ache was back as I walked away from the classroom.

In the supermarket I bumped into friends who understood yet laughed at the silly things I would do now I was on my own. Arriving at the supermarket I had already gone to Bethany's side of the car to let her out when I realised where she was.

So it seems this is going to be harder for me than Bethany. I have no doubt she will fit in fine and be very happy, we are so very proud of the way she has grown. We are so very proud of the way she moved across the world and started a new life with us so contently. We are so proud that she is our little girl, proud of our little school girl.






Be free Bethany, be all you can be and never look back.

Discovering Marlborough: Finale

Picton was glowing in the glorious sunshine, we wandered for a while stopping to pick up a take away lunch. Onwards we drove towards our final holiday destination; Nelson. The road was an easy one and the views were amazing, made even better by the blue skies and the stunning array of white clouds.

On the way we stopped off at Happy Valley Adventures, which is the home of The Skywire, and many other activities such as quad biking and paint balling. Before we left home we had seen their website and watched a video of The Skywire in action. Of course Michael was up for that, I however wasn't so sure!

Set on 1600 acres of farm land you are not short of amazing views and the owners not short of a story of two. We headed off into the bush up a steep incline road in a little mini van, on the way we stopped off to view Mareikura - the world's oldest Matai tree which is apparently over 2000 years old. At the top the views were just breath taking, yet what was more breath taking and made my pulse race was the four seater Skywire. I really wasn't sure about the whole thing at all, not being a fan of fast rides, heights or even things that move make me very nervous.

The Skywire is the longest flying fox in the world, set above native bushland you soar like a bird for over 3km, up to 150m above ground. As Michael and Bethany got strapped in (Michael especially pleased he had to wear pink socks!) I hesitated. Of course peer pressure got the best of me and in I climbed.

The video shows it all, but to be honest it was brilliant! The best bit was actually coming backwards - we reached 90kms at one point. I am glad I did it although not too sure I would again! Afterwards we headed back down to the farm where we got to feed some tame eels, feed the sheep and the million ducks they had. If you have a duck phobia this definitely isn't the place to be with some bread in hand!

In the car I still felt a little sick but was looking forward to arriving at our Motel in Nelson for a few wines! In Nelson we were staying at a motel called Cedar Grove - and very nice it was too. Done out with the most lovely quality furniture, a separate bedroom, balcony and the best bit - a jacuzzi bath!

A quick unpack and we headed out into Nelson town centre to check it out. We had a lovely wander through the shopping streets and to the end where there is a magnificent bell tower, the view from the top to the ocean was lovely. We grabbed a take away that night and just headed back to chill out in the room and enjoy that lovely spa bath.

The next day we were up bright and early with the plan to head up to Kaiteriteri, stopping off of course along the way to take in some of natures most glorious sights. Kaiteriteri was a lovely little spot, the golden sandy beach was awesome and the views out to the vast ocean amazing. It was quite busy too, obviously very touristy with a hint of retirement location added on. After lunch in a lovely restaurant we headed on further to Marahau.

Marahau wasn't really what we expected, very small with the odd walk here and there. We did find a gorgeous hand carving shop with the most amazing outdoor area where you could view the biggest pieces of work. We enjoyed a cuppa in the cafe opposite before heading back to Kaiteriteri.

We arrived back just in time to grab the last water taxi of the afternoon and head out round the bays to our swimming destination which was going to be Anchorage Bay. On the way we passed Split Apple Rock where we got to listen to many tales of what could of happened to create such a rock. After switching water taxi's a little further on we finally arrived at our destination for the afternoon. We quickly took about wandering around the amazing rock formations, having a swim in the ocean, building sandcastles and looking for sea life. Such a beautiful place, the colour of the ocean, the golden beach, the warm(ish) water and the fact it rained whilst we waited to be picked up was well needed in such heat!

Back in Nelson we got ready for a night out. Of course not the usual standards we were once accustomed to considering we had Bethany with us, but we headed out to a lovely little place which we had passed the night before and was heaving called Cafe Affair. Here we enjoyed a few bottles of wine and a stonegrill meal - very nice too!

The next morning came earlier than it should after many bottles of wine but we knew we had to be up and sorted for our road trip back. But before we left Nelson we stopped off for one last visitor attraction, WOW - World of Wearable Arts. Anyone that knows anything about this place knows just how amazing it is. Year after year public shows are held (and sold out in hours if held here in Wellington) displaying some of the most wonderful clothes that have literally been made from anything, random household items have been turned into clothing - quite amazing!

Now the video you watch is my sneaky attempt at capturing the moments inside. Camera's were a huge no no and so I had to be stealth like, sadly its isn't the best but you kind of get the scene!

Attached to WOW was the classic car collection where we were free once again to take photos! It was very interesting but I walked round with the same highly uninterested face as Michael did walking round the clothes!!

Discovering Marlborough: Finale

We made it back to Picton and joined the queue of cars waiting to board our ship back. It worried us that boredom may get the better of us as it was the same ship as we travelled out on, but once aboard we booked to go see a movie in the cinema. We watched Bolt again, although Michael hadn't seen it and we enjoyed it heaps.

Before getting on the ship we spotted the notice that said 'moderate crossing'. Anyway, 'moderate' turned into throwing people around and many losing their boddily contents. The toilets bubbled and shot water out like some type of Geyser. Even Bethany, the strong stomached one was complaining of her food coming back up!! Luckily it was only for an hour right in the middle - and it was quite good fun really.

Our short break away was the most perfect break ever, we did so much in that small amount of time, things to be very proud of, moments we will cherish and remember forever. It makes it even more amazing to know that New Zealand, is now part of our lives forever and we can do it over and over again as many times as we want.

Discovering Marlborough: Part Two

As we huddled under the covering at the office of the Cougar Line water taxis, we stood excited but worried what the weather was going to bring us. The lovely lady in the office promised us the heavy rain would clear up and that gorgeous New Zealand sunshine would shine. Being English you get used to bad weather but it's not every day you get to go to a 5* retreat so you kind of just hope for some of the nice stuff.

Our boat was ready and the suitcase was loaded, we had arranged to have our car stored in secure parking for the duration. The people at Cougar Line said 'some man' will come and take it away, it was a bit worrying to say the least - paying a stranger to take our car away to who knows where, but being that there were no other options and we had a boat with our name on it, meant we had to just hand the key over and hope for the best.

Aboard our water taxi the rain subsided meaning we could sit on top deck, we waved a very wet and soggy Picton goodbye and headed off destination: Bay Of Many Coves Resort.

Along the way we stopped off at various places where other people on the boat were staying, there were some of the most amazing resorts along the Queen Charlotte Sound, and some amazing homes too that are only accessible by boat - imagine that as your weekend house!

As our resort came into view our mouths dropped open and we could hear people muttering the words 'wow' and 'stunning' as we trundled off the boat very pleased with ourselves. We were personally greeted by a member of the staff (which we later found out was the Manager) and we were escorted to our 'room'. Our room was actually a wooden lodge on stilts which had been built into the side of the hill, the 5* of it all oozed from every pore. The view was just completely unbelievable - we were in heaven.

The day was still very overcast and dull but it managed to hold back with the rain meaning we could enjoy exploring the resort. We got to meet many members of staff that made you feel like family and as there were only 12 lodges on the resort everyone made a point of speaking to each other - it became very community orientated. Listening to tales of other travellers was so inspiring.

We headed for the pool - rain wasn't going to stop us. It was a little cold being that it wasn't heated but doing a few 'canonballs' to keep Bethany amused soon warmed us up (yes I did them too!). We ended our swimming fun with a soak in the cedar hot tub.

The next morning we awoke to sunshine! The sun peaking out from behind the clouds and lighting up the ocean was breath taking, being able to open up the bi-fold windows in our bedroom was an extra special luxury which created the most lovely atmosphere. I sat for quite some time reading my new favourite book and just chilling with the moment. The noise from the cicada's was utterley deafening, never have I heard such a noise like that.

That morning we suited up and headed out on a kayak - the first time for me in a kayak. It's always been something I have wanted to do as I love the ocean but somehow never did it. We went out in a two person kyak with Bethany sitting with me between my legs. All was fine to start with but as got further and further out I started to panic a little. I can swim and like I said have not worried being in the ocean, but not being able to paddle or move my legs because Bethany was restricting my movement and it did freak me out. Suddenly claustrophobia was on me and I sadly voiced my concerns meaning Bethany then developed an issue with it too. We did actually manage to work through it and the paddle round was awesome in the end - just next time I do it, I'll be in my own kayak alone!

Later on in the afternoon we headed into the forest to do a loop track walk that took you past a waterfall. The walk was pretty easy going and our jandals (NZ word for flip flops) did us proud, although the terrain was really meant for trainers and a backpack!

Just as we arrived at the waterfall, 30 minutes into our walk Bethany sadly stopped right next to a wasp nest where she ended up with her very first wasp sting on her upper leg. Of course she cried but was actually a super soldier and battled on till be made it back to the lodge where we issued medical care. Bethany is known for her amazing immune system, being that she is never ill even when exposed to others that are, and within half and hour the sting was merely a little red speck.

More fun time was needed in the pool to compensate!

Just as we arrived back at our lodge and was getting ready to head down to the bar for a few drinks before dinner, I just so happened to glance out and see dolphins in the bay! Of course I was standing there in a towel and wet hair flowing so Michael and Bethany headed off to the jetty to go watch them a little closer. I said I would join them soon and so inbetween getting ready I kept checking through the provided binoculars to check on the action. The next thing I spot is a little boat with my husband and daughter in it!

Down in the bay everyone was out getting turns in the little boats which were kindly offered by the staff, people went out and swam with them and Michael even got to reach down and touch one as it glided under the boat - pure magic. The photos he took say it all.

That night we ate magnificently in the restaurant - very excited to be eating food prepared by award winning chefs. As the sun went down we watched the Dolphins continue their display, they were very happy to hang around and we were very happy to be part of it.

After an exquisite 3 course meal and a bottle of wine, we really should have known better than to head off into the bush in the dark - but that was what we did. One of the lovely staff offered to take us and another couple out to see some glow worms. I expected a little wander into the bush - not quite! A 20 minute walk over the roughest terrain, in the dark, with one torch between the three of us, whilst being tanked up on wine and food made for a good giggle at the usual NZ health and safety practices!! We did get to see the glow worms and I must admit the sight was just amazing - well worth the near death experience!

Our last day brought glum faces all round, two nights really was not enough time, we should have stayed longer. This resort is truly top class, despite the fact there were limited activities for children it worked in our favour, not only did you not have the usual noise created by lots of children but it meant a little imagination had to be used too. Bethany loved feeding the fish in the bay, she loved seeing Poppy the black Labrador, and she loved swimming in the pool. We also enjoyed the fact we could pop on a DVD for her and shut the ranch doors so we could sit out on the deck and soak up the atmosphere.

We met some lovely people too, an English family were there and they had children too. However it wasn't the children Bethany was interested in - it was the man she described to me as 'the man who reminds me of Grandad'. We have their contact details and intend to stay in touch - maybe one day we will meet again.

As we paced the jetty waiting for our water taxi to arrive we wondered if we could sneakily stay another night, but it wasn't to be. We were booked to go to Nelson, that was the plan after all, so with a heavy heart we waved goodbye to the Bay Of Many Coves Resort, promising to see it again soon, and onwards to Nelson.

Discovering Marlborough

Discovering Marlborough: Part One

It had been a while since our last family holiday together - in fact it was July last year, so we felt it was time to have a break away. So a 'break away' from what? Well Wellington is just amazing and to be honest I do sometimes still find myself in holiday mode, it's very easy to feel that way here. Although normal everyday life does continue, work, housework, routine etc. meaning a break is always much needed.

New Zealand is simply stunning from top to toe, with some of the most amazing places within easy reach. This time we decided to head to Nelson and so started making plans. Of course leaving the going away plans literally to the last minute in peak summer time is never going to work, and we found that out when trying to find accommodation. So our 5 night trip originally planned for Nelson, became a 1 night stay in Picton, 2 nights in the Marlborough Sounds and 2 final nights central Nelson.

We have had the most amazing time! One of the best holidays we have EVER been on, we did so much in those few days, more than we ever thought possible. Of course I am breaking up the posts - upon checking the camera there were over 700 photos and at least 30 videos, so the first part starts like this...

After packing up the car and dropping Denver at his most wonderful kennels, Bethany and I headed to town (locals call the city of Wellington 'town'!) and picked up Michael. Sitting in the queue at the ferry terminal conjured up happy memories of the last time we sat there with my parents when they visited last year, reminiscing of the fun times and how much we miss them.

As we sat we watched our ferry arrive which was to be the Arahua (a Māori word meaning "pathway to dawn") - the middle sized boat out of the three that run from Wellington to Picton over the Cook Strait. Last time we travelled with the bigger ship and enjoyed our time adventuring all that there was to see. A difference this time being that the biggest ship (called the Kaitaki - a Māori word meaning "challenger") holds 1600 people and the one we were about to board just 550 people.

The crossing was fine but to be honest we missed the fun of the bigger ship. There was only one bar, one restaurant and one tiny play area. 3 hours is a long time when there isn't much to do. Not only that when we ventured to the restaurant (literally 10 minutes into the sailing) for our last meal of the day, we found they had sold out of everything!

Anyway with a sandwich in hand we headed outside to take in the views and wave goodbye to Wellington.

The sun was shining as we left the inlet of Wellington harbour, but as we progressed further the sun was obscured by low cloud. I was hoping on a beautiful sunset but sadly the weather turned, and by the time we arrived in Picton it was overcast and threatening that wet stuff.

We hopped off the ferry with one very happy little girl in tow. Bethany had made friends with another little girl who was from Switzerland at the play area, the little girl knew basic English but that wasn't needed for a game of tag - Bethany and the little girl exchanged details and intend to email each other - long gone are the days of writing an actual hand letter!!

So we headed straight to our accommodation for that night - the Ferrylink Motel. As it was going to be 9.35pm by the time we were due to arrive in Picton we just picked the nearest and most convenient for a good nights sleep before heading off the next morning.

The motel was fine, clean, but very basic and not somewhere we could have survived for longer than a night. It was also a little over priced I think, really just putting a price tag on the fact its convenient for travellers straight off the ferry. Anyway, we still all had a beautiful sleep only being woken once in the night by the sound of heavy rain outside. The next morning we found this was how our first day was going to be.

We packed up the car, running in the rain and dodging the puddles. We headed for Picton where we enjoyed a big breakfast. After breakfast we headed for a quick walk back to the car stopping only briefly to take photos of a very wet and deserted Picton. From there we decided to head to the only place we knew that was inside entertainment: Eco World Aquarium and Terrarium.

Now we had heard from friends that this place was pretty nasty, so we actually sat in the car park wondering if we should waste our money going in. Of course not only did we have nothing to do due to the rain, we kind of should have known that Bethany can now read certain words and was not leaving without a fight - so we headed inside!

And how happy were we to discover it was wonderful!! We had a brilliant time viewing the fish, the stingray, turtles, and seahorses. We listened to a guy doing a talk on various creatures of the sea and watched him hand feed a baby shark. Later on we managed to get up close and personal with a Reef Star starfish and held Kina. Very enjoyable, we were even offered a free return within a week if we wanted which was lovely.

With that taking up our morning we headed to the supermarket to stock up on food and drink (and by drink we mean alcohol!).

Onwards we went into the rain, but that wasn't going to kerb our excitement as we headed off to our next destination - a 5 star luxury retreat - only accessible by boat!

It Ticks All The Right Boxes

Last March we ended up with a small feature in a UK based migration publication called Living Abroad Magazine. Whilst it didn't lead to us being asked to open supermarkets or having streets named after us, it was a big thing for us.

We were recently asked to be part of it all again, but on a bigger scale this time. We completed an interview with Richard Webber on behalf of Living Abroad magazine, and we are featured in the March edition which is out now!

The coolest part to the saga was having professional photographer Chris McCarthy follow us around Wellington, taking photos as we walked through the city centre, round the waterfront and through the local parks and reserves - quite surreal really!

An excerpt of the feature called 'It Ticks All The Right Boxes' can be seen here on the Living Abroad Website, and if you look closely enough at the magazine cover in the top left, we even get onto the front page!

In-Betweeny

Family time has been first and foremost lately, as mentioned before reeling from Lynn leaving has brought us closer together and we have cherished every moment together doing as much as we can. So much so in fact we're heading off for a much deserved break to the South Island shortly.

Our doggy member of the Dawes family Denver is just adorable. His character is the sweetest, so gentle and genuinely caring. We have also noticed a physical change and people often comment on how good looking he is and ask what breed he is, it's actually difficult to give them a straight answer, normally answering with 'an SPCA lucky dip'.

And lucky we were too, we cannot imagine our lives without him now. Doing some research online we now think Denver could be Great Dane/Labrador/Staffy...just Googleing 'Black Great Dane' brings up many dogs that look just like him, the only thing he doesn't have is the height....so that mix is something else.

Denver likes nothing more than the river, running, splashing and swimming. Then coming over for a good old shake right next to you. We have had some lovely nights down by the river in the late evening sunshine.

Today was another lovely day here in Wellington, Bethany and I spent the day with Rachel and Myles, heading to the Zoo for a gorgeous walk. Later Sarah, Charlotte and Sophie joined us too and it was so nice to see all the children play together and for us mummies to have a nice chat too.

All together now 'we're all going on a summer holiday...'

Tomorrow we head off to Nelson for 5 nights. We are so lucky once again to have our house sitters come and stay here again as they did when we went away over New Year. It's nice to have someone to water your plants and clean your house for when you return!

Nelson here we come!