It promised to be a nice day, no rain, just a little cloud, and look at the view. Mt Taranaki (Egmont) was looking wonderful. Peeping through the clouds at us, dark and brooding, without a spot of snow on the slopes. There’s certainly something majestic about a mountain, isn't there.
Mt Taranaki
We had a free morning, so took a trip out to Manaia, home of Yarrows Bakery, and the bread capitol of the world, so they say. The shop at Yarrows is always busy, and we came away with meat pies for our evening meal, and some goodies, just because they were there looking at us. On the way out of town, we just had to stop and take of photo of this collection of animal sculptures outside someone’s property.
Manaia
In the afternoon our group had a visit to K D’s Elvis Presley Museum. K D Wasley has been an avid collector of Elvis Presley records and memorabilia since the 1950s. This was a real treat, and something I had been looking forward to with great anticipation. I’ve been an Elvis fan ever since I heard him sing Love me Tender, way back then.
Welcome to my world
We were warmly welcomed as we stepped inside, Elvis was singing on the TV and there were items to look at everywhere. Such as a gold lame jacket, records, ornaments, toy pink Cadillac's, everywhere you looked there was something or other which screamed Elvis. The three small jukeboxes were not just for show, I was told, but actually play music. And who wouldn't want an Elvis number plate?
The Music Room was crammed full of records, pictures, and all sorts of memorabilia, and we were intrigued by the replica gold records on display. Much too precious to put on the turntable, I imagine. David, Buddy and Robin seemed to be bathed in golden light as they checked things out.
David, Buddy and Robin taking it all in
It was interesting seeing the difference between the birthplace of Elvis, and the grandeur of Graceland's. I would have so loved to have a visit there, but I guess with Covid and the way of the world that’s not likely to happen now.
Birth place and Graceland's
I was in seventh heaven, taking it all in, watching my hero on TV as he performed his songs. What a great afternoon we had.
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