When my sister and her partner stayed with us recently from Melbourne, she was wearing a pair of lovely colourful socks. I love bright socks and have quite a few pairs. I asked her about them and she told me that her partner's mother knitted them for her, because "it is cold in New Zealand”. I have never knitted socks. On a visit to my aunt I asked her if she had ever done so. She recalled being taught to knit them by her aunt when she came to stay. My aunt was a about 11, so it was a long time ago. She is nearly 90 now. The first sock went well, but the aunt returned to her home before the second one was finished. My aunt and Grandma tried to figure out how to finish it, and managed, but the socks were different. When the aunt came back she was not happy and my aunt had to unpick the second one and redo it! I can knit, but have never attempted socks, so decided that I’d give it a go. How hard could it be? The wool I bought had a sock pattern printed, in the tiniest, palest printing, on the back of the label. I started, and when I got to the part when you turn the heel nothing made sense. I bought another pattern, full sized and with black printing, which made sense to me, pulled the first one apart and started again. Socks are not the easiest thing to make I’ve discovered, and now that I’ve made the first pair I’ll probably leave it at that. We used to have a saying in my restaurant days. “Life is too short to stuff a mushroom”. Same goes for knitting socks. Amazingly, my sister sent me a photo a couple of days ago, showing her feet in yet another pair of hand knitted socks, made by her partner’s mother. Purple this time. I’d rather make photos. Some people would rather knit socks. I get that.
Yesterday a group of 12 friends got together for the evening. The idea was to record the rugby (Crusaders vs Hurricanes) share a takeaway meal, Chinese or Thai, then watch the game, with dessert at half time followed by the second half. I was on dessert, and decided to make one of my favourites, with thanks to my lovely friend Tina for the recipe, Brown Sugar Meringues. They have a LOT of sugar, so I don’t make them often, and I like to add fruit of some kind, to counterbalance the sweetness.
I had a bag of free flow berries in the freezer, but wanted to jazz them up a bit, so added in some slices of fresh ginger, a cinnamon stick, some cardamon pods, pepper corns and star anise (no more sugar, the sugar police needed calming now) and simmered everything for a while to let the flavours infuse. Whipped cream with natural yogurt folded through to serve, the reviews were excellent!
The Hurricanes won. They were the better team on the night.
The new surf lifesaving club in Sumner replaces the old one which was lost in the earthquakes. The club operated from shipping containers while their new building was constructed. David Hill, of Wilson and Hill Architects, lives in Sumner. He is a keen surfer, so he understood what a surf club needed. The new building is a wonderful example of the way a community can rally round after a disaster and pull off something which will last well into the future.
I love the way the roofline looks like waves. Although this image is from the north and shows only some of the side facing the sea the actual building is quite big. Today, when I was there, the tide was well out and the building looked a long way from the water, tucked up into the sand hills. You can walk right round it and get the feel of it from all sides. The deck outside will be fantastic in the summer.
We had a lovely day today. My husband suggested a quick drive to Akaroa to do a couple of things, and asked my Mum if she’d like to come for the ride and some lunch. She was keen!
We had lunch first then went to the waterfront where I managed only 2 photos before the wharf was overrun with kids and tourists, yes, even in winter. Mum sat in the sun and enjoyed the view. It was a short trip, but on a nice warmish winter’s day, 18C, we all enjoyed it. I think Akaroa is paradise, but don't tell anyone or they'll all want to go there!
Each week I'll publish a new image as part of a joint Project 52, with my friend in the USA. We both make an image every week, and send them to each other. We are now in the 2nd year of this project. We find it challenging, stimulating and fun. Life should be fun.