September 30, 2005

Birdlings Flat

We ended our day-and-a-bit off
with a trip to Birdlings Flat.
BF is an amazing beach that has wild surf
and the dumpiest waves imaginable.

We went to collect stones for pet rocks
and also on a semi-precious gems hunt.

We arrived
and all you see is a vast expanse of grey stones.
Nothing special.
I felt a little diappointed
as I remember BF as a treasure trove of wonder!

And then I started to look properly
and the treasure trove was exposed.

Beautifully shaped smooth flat round stones
(perfect for pet rocks)
and digging down and looking close
loads and loads of gorgeous wee stones
in a huge variety of colours and shapes.


A little life-lesson, perhaps.
Too easy to see a mass of grey and not to look close
to appreciate the different shapes and sizes of grey
and spot the other beauty too.

Posted by Lynne Taylor at 02:23 PM

September 22, 2005

There are moments…

There are moments…
when you ignore the in box
(actually, it is a pile on the floor)
and head off to be a proud mum
at a school assembly.

This is one of those moments!

Posted by Lynne Taylor at 12:29 PM

September 21, 2005

I like…

I like life-intergrated faith.

Specifically I like the way that
the coming Sunday’s worship experience
can be shaped as I vacuum our neglected floor.

Life is not compartmentalised into
time with God

God is woven throughout/within it all,
sometimes more focussed, as i “spend time with God”
sometimes tapping my shoulder and whispering “surprise”
as I see the craters on the moon for the first time
or toss a snowball at a small child.

Posted by Lynne Taylor at 09:47 AM

September 15, 2005

NZ political compass

See it here , on Paul M’s site.

Posted by Lynne Taylor at 11:50 AM

September 13, 2005

Simple comparisons

NZ Votes allows you to easily compare and contrast key parties policies in the lead up to the election.

Worth a look.

Posted by Lynne Taylor at 10:17 AM

September 09, 2005

Chocolate log cake

Remembering my lovely Nana
(who made us one each birthday)
Appreciating my marvellous Dad
(who is keeping the tradition alive)
And Sophie
(who is perfecting hers)
With best wishes to Robert
(who “would love to introduce his kids to this supreme example of ancient decadence”)
And looking forward to my birthday!
(not quite 4 weeks away)

How to make a chocoloate log cake
(soooooo not hard!)

Take the malt biscuits out of the packet(s) the night before to soften a little.

Make on grease-proof paper,
laying biscuits side to side. (like they sit in the packet)

Put a layer of chocolate icing
(softened butter, icing sugar, boiling water, cocoa, maybe a little vanilla essence)

Then another layer of malt biscuits

Then another layer of choc icing…

Allow to harden
(may need a little fridge-time),
but not so much that you can’t then slice it!

Serrated knife seems to work best for cutting.


Posted by Lynne Taylor at 03:51 PM

September 08, 2005

15 happy years ago today…

lynne wedding dressOK.JPG

Posted by Lynne Taylor at 11:48 AM

September 07, 2005

(One)other day…

One girl at home sick
One funeral to attend
– one sweet, smiley, lovely lady to farewell.

One airport trip to say au revoir to
one sister flying off to Hungary and Turkey for
one month.

Posted by Lynne Taylor at 09:13 AM

September 06, 2005


Tuesday today
Two girls home sick.

One sicker than the other
The other noisier than the one!

day off,
one girl home sick
Two funerals, same time.
Both missed by me
due to sick girl
plus third funeral that meant most-likely-babysitter
unable to oblige.

Stopped in for take-away coffee after dropping un-sick girl at school
Gooood move. Only chance. Good coffee, and jaffa (yum).

Steve speaking at Kingdom Builders
then taking one funeral.

Washing machine sold
Dishwasher sold.

… more later
The smallest noisiest one is demanding my presence.

Posted by Lynne Taylor at 10:27 AM

September 02, 2005

It has taken 21 hours to confess this







Deep breath.

We have a beautiful new washing machine
20% off retail price
Washes marvellously.

And yet…


It would appear
that the problem
(all along)
has been the hot tap where the hose goes from the Not-super
Supertub to the machine.

OK so OF COURSE I have checked this before.
Obvious that it could be that.

I run my hands along hose
Dry as a…
babies bottom comes to mind, but I don’t think that is the correct expression.

Just dry, perfectly dry.

And yet.
1m away from Not-Super-Tub
There is a ****** puddle.


(why me?)

using cold wash in the meantime!

(Do I really want to confess to this and POST?)

Good washing machine for sale on Trade-me(low reserve cos it used to be faulty!)

Posted by Lynne Taylor at 12:08 PM