Tuesday 17th November: Warm and sunny. Steve returned to work today but was feeling a virus coming on before he even saw the first patient.
Mum and I helped Peter and Jonathan finish off their work for one of the Kea badges ready for tomorrow's meeting.
In the past week we've noticed a couple of sprrows in the henhouse when we've gone to feed them, and seem to be feeding more than just the three hens. Over the weekend Mum and Dad spent some time sparrow-proofing the henhouse, so I was surprised this morning to find 8 sparrows and a blackbird in there, and no food left! All the local wild birds will be producing high quality eggs this season!
Mum, Dad, the boys and I headed into Waimate to visit the bank and then walk a little of the local history. There are many plaques around town commemorating various historical facts, and the boys were kept busy looking for the next one along the way.
In the afternoon we went to Hook Beach and had a nice walk along the stony beach. When we turned to walk back, we saw a seal had come on land and we were able to get quite close to it. We collected driftwood on the way back, and Edward chose a "favourite" stone from the 190 million there to choose from.
This week Edward needs to help prepare meals towards his Cub's Cook badge. Tonight we had roast lamb and Jamaica ginger cake with homemade ice-cream. Edward helped by peeling the potatoes and peeling and slicing the carrots. I have other tasks in mind as the week goes on.
In the evening Steve and I went to the AGM of the local Scout organisation and Steve has taken on the role of looking after an uniform needs, so no doubt I'll be doing the bulk of that!
All day long we had heard what sounded like a radio playing in the paddock next door and it was still going when we got back at dusk so we decided to investigate. It turned out not to be coming form next door, but from the top of the next rise, about quarter of a mile away. One of our neighbours likes to have the radio on while she gardens, but I don't think she realised the sound would travel so far!
The photo is of the paint shop at the end of Queen Street. Its plaque tells us that it is the oldest paint shop in New Zealand - there has been a paint shop on that site continuously since 1909, and as it is 100 years there is a nice historical display of 100 years of painting in the window.
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