tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-104444902012-01-16T14:08:06.229+13:00thoughts governed by time and energypiquethttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16523818603413998468noreply@blogger.comBlogger47125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10444490.post-72107112515698646752011-05-20T21:10:00.002+12:002011-05-20T21:15:46.833+12:00

I used to post Casey's writing when she was very young. Seemed to us that it was pretty cool stuff. But Braedan was never really interested. Just lately - in his late 8s and just turned 9, we keep finding various half finished manuscripts left unsaved in Word docs. So, I usually save them in his folder and there they stay - never to be opened again ... as Brae just starts his next novel on in

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Costa del Sol - Coast of the Sun. Lluvia is the Spanish word for rain.Well, it's been a good two and a half months since coming back to update things - and the main reason has been lack of enthusiasm due to the weather. Spain, the idealic country of sun-drenchedness. Costa del Sol, the epitome of that drenching. But, since mid December we have infact endured the worst winter that Spain has

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Owed Two A Spell Chequer Eye halve a spelling chequer, it came with my pea sea. It plainly marques, four my revue, miss steaks eye kin knot sea. Eye strike a key and type a word and weight four it two say, Weather eye am wrong oar write it shows me strait a weigh. As soon as a mist ache is maid, it nose bee fore two long. And eye can put the error rite it's rare lea ever wrong. Eye have run this

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An un-edited novelette by Case."We must continue fighting. We have come this far and yet lost many friends but if we work together we will succeed." "Yes king Leonard is right grab your swords and begin the battle." Everyone in the army charged forward towards the crowd of soldiers from the other team. Their heads held up high, their eyes burnt by the sun and their courage pushing them on. The

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Another scrap of paper round the house where Casey writes: My eyes, my heart, my soul, my Lord Will give to me some day And I will wait and pray to him Then he will kindly say Your life on earth has ended Your mind will finally sleep And you will rise up to the sky Your love your friends will keep   My angels sent a letter Let's see what it

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another wee find of Casey's. Now aged 9.With this diary i keep mt secrets. Only the fairys sitting beside me and the other magical creatures on my lap have seen this. You are the 7093 vistor and the only human who has ever seen this page, it was written many years ago when my father was out at sea. He was the only one on his gigantic ship and was relaxing near shore. He was smiling happily to

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Yet another scrap of paper found lying around that discloses the mechanics of young Casey's (then) 8 year old mind. As usual - type verbatim.We are talking about what eats what. Well the bird eats the worm, the cat eats the bird and the dog eats part of the cat when the we kill the dog and sometimes eat it so well you know one food fact. We eat a worm a bird a cat but we think we are only

piquethttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16523818603413998468noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10444490.post-12969736347411527152008-12-18T19:25:00.004+13:002008-12-18T19:42:15.437+13:00

yep - she's back

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the prodigal cat didn't think the reward was enough for returning home and has buggered off again.

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Our friends, Wendy and Tane, went to China for a few months holiday. They left their flatmate in charge of their kitten, Bella. Now, Bella was already prone to disappearing from their inner city apartment and either ending up getting locked in retail shops overnight or turning up several blocks away - often near cafes or restaurants. So, it was little wonder that Bella bunked off during the

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Oops. Somehow I let the apostrophobia domain expire - must've missed a notification. Went to renew it two weeks later and someone was squatting on it. So, considering I only ever put stuff apostrophobic related on the homepage - and rarely updated it, I thought I'd just let it go. Will be interesting to see if anyone actually makes something of the domain. A search on 'apostrophobia' shows

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Teletext kept telling me things were stunnedThe english stunned the aussies.The frogs stunned the ABs (I'd like to stun the ref)and the magpies stunned the mooloos.I've never felt so bad about such a stunning weekend!

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Young Brae is not transitioning perfectly to school.  On the first couple of days he bunked off to hang around at the Jubilee gate and talk to Kurt

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Well, it's been a long, long while. Young Brae about to embark on hisschool life, and Case alredy fully entrenched.They'll both be attending Marian School here in Hamiltron. It's aCatholic school which is part of the reason behind this post.At the dinner table last night Casey starting retelling one of myfavourite Bible classics where Jesus is observing people in the templeputting money in the

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I was intending to mention why I was blogging less (a 5 month hiatus is less, right?) but then found that my entire blog had disappeared from my host site. I'm kinda hopeful that writing something now and republishing the whole thing will fix that. Before I get too carried away I'll test that first!Just in case it works - time is the reason for blogging less. I also have pruned the read side of

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congrats to deeknow and kym on their recent engagement.Hey dean, turn those comments on man. All that talk about independant teenagers makes me wannna know if there'll be smoke coming out of any barrels while your bride is coming down the aisle

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The script which won the Waikato Masters Squash Team the supreme award on skit night at Palmerston North, October 2005 ... oh, we came third in the squash.Updated Nov 18 with team and Idelano Mexicano photo.PK:Welcome to the inaugural NZ Idle 2005 - where we look to praise efforts of laziness of the highest order. I'm your host, Pull Cannot.Well, as you might expect, there's been bugger all

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got to talking to Lester today about blogs for an article in the waikato times - you might have read or read about it.

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Had to chat with deeknow yesterday about some Zope stuff ... we got to talking about my birthday for some reason - then I thought "Hmmm, it's your birthday ain't it" and it was! I haven't spoken to him for weeks but he musta thought I was quite considerate. What a fluke. Happy birthday deeknow. (You're the only one who reads this anyway).

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I'm winning so many lotteries these days that folk just aren't excited about telling me.Recently Queensly Glen was so unemphatic about my major jackpot haul that s/he informed me by email:Congratulation, you won the lottery.... with all the enthusiasm of one hand clapping.

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At the local government agency I contract to their long-serving corporate media advisor has been head-hunted to a new job. She was oft referred to as the 'english nazi' for advice given to others for correct use of english. I'm not sure if she ever consulted on capitalisation of pronouns - a stlye thing i sometimes choose to ignore; less through laziness than effect.But frequent were her chimes

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loved these pranks (view the images) from the pocket-lint site

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And more stories from Casey...As usual, spelling and punctuation is preserved.The first is this little A5 booklet of some ten pages. Well, the story runs dry by about page 6 so a few scribbled drawings fill out the last few pages.The birthday of mineThe night before my birthday I went to bed at 3 o'c.[picture of case in bed]I woke up at 7 o>c. I got a big dress for my birthday.[picture of dress]I

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Was just doing a bit of a clear up from where the old apple cores and soggy biscuits manage to hide themselves (middle of the lounge floor with our kids!) and came across these coupla stories by Case. Recorded here so I can recycle the originals:There was a dog. He had shap teeth. He did not eat you like some dog's did. One day it was his Mum's Bthday. he had some Bthday cake. dog's do not

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