any way, with the mainland firmly set in our rear view mirrors we ambled back up to raumati to catch up with the folks there and meet yet again with that old buddy, sleep. the morning saw a wee walk down to raumati central to ye old lembas cafe via brodi’s? art gallery… heyzeus! what [...]

so mr simpson and i piled our good selves onto a plane laden with other folk going to welly on a fair ol tursday… the plane took off and the plane landed with not a hitch and happiness reigned in welly as the sun shone and the groove soon settled apon us… the adelaide we [...]