Bird Pudding

We have been doing our bit to help the birds with a bit of extra food this winter.  Bird Pudding is on the menu and is now hanging from a tree on a long cord.  We chose to hang it from a particularly slender branch so that the neighbourhood cats could  not climb out and make a meal of the hungry birds.  Our recipe is one suggested by the New Zealand Forest and Bird Society.  It is a mixture of beef dripping, toasted bread crusts, honey and birdseed.  Mixed all together and contained in a mesh onion bag, it is proving to be irresistible to the native Silvereyes, also known as Waxeyes.  It is so lovely to sit and watch them daintily pecking away at the fat ball.  According to our Readers Digest Book of Birds, Silvereyes did not arrive in New Zealand  (from Australia) in large numbers until the mid 1850s.  The Maori people had never seen this bird before and called it “”Tauhou” meaning stranger. 

 

Silvereye feeding on the bird pudding

We have also noticed Fantails taking quite an interest in the climbing vine on the garage.  They have been making a real racket as they dived in and out.  Fantails feed on insects which they catch on the wing, so there must have been quite a collection of juicy insects that took their fancy.   These birds like to follow people walking along bush tracks and swoop around catching the insects that the walkers have disturbed.

 

A particularly cold winter

Even though the weekend was cold and chilly, Robin still had outside chores to do.  The grape vine badly needed pruning.  Now that the leaves had all dropped off and blown away in the wind, it was time to get the secateurs out.  Snip, snip, snip he went, taking the growth back to the old wood and a viable bud.  The wheelie-bin was soon filled up with the discarded bits of vine. 

Robin pruning the grape vine

This winter has been particularly cold, the coldest in our end of the Hutt Valley for 35 years, we have been told.  Robin doesn’t usually feel the cold, but he certainly has this winter.  Only one side of our electric blanket has been working for a while  - no prizes for guessing that it is on my side of the bed!!  So after putting up with this state of affairs for a long time,  Robin had finally given in.  We went out shopping and purchased a new electric blanket on Sunday. We decided that we wanted a known brand, with dual controls, not one of those cheap overseas imports.  Lucky for us we found  exactly what we were looking for, and even better, the shop had a sale on.   50% off the normal price was certainly a bargain.  Now I won’t have those cold feet creeping over to my side of the bed any more.

The Eagles Tribute

An Eagles concert for only $15 a seat?  It was obviously not the “real” Eagles band, but rather a tribute band that was touring around.  We saw them last night at the Upper Hutt Cossie Club with friends Kathryn and Graeme.  Luckily we got there bright and early well before the starting time, and secured a table with a good view of the stage while we waited for our friends to arrive.  Several other groups had the same  idea and had already claimed their own tables around the fringe of the small dance floor.

We watched with interest as  the group set their equipment and did various sound checks.  One of them climbed up on a step stool and pinned up a large backing sheet; by the time he had it done, one end was sagging down so back he went again.  People  started arriving in droves for the concert and the hall soon filled up.  There at last were Kathryn and Graeme, joining us at our cosy little table which we had been guarding from throngs of Eagle music lovers.

 

The opening song was a real Eagle’s classic, Hotel California, and that song set the scene for the evening.  One after the other the tribute band belted out Eagle’s songs and our feet were tapping as we sang along.  There is something about this type of music where you know all the words!!  We looked on as “Grannies a Go-Go” were the first on the dance floor.  Three rather elderly ladies wearing  brightly coloured flower leis around their necks swayed elegantly on the otherwise empty dance floor.   Others in the crowd soon joined them and we even  had a couple of turns on the now crowded dance floor!  The concert finished the way it began, with another rendition of Hotel California.  What a great night, and really good value too.

Something extra in the mail

There I was, tapping away on my workplace computer early in the morning, when we were all told to grab our bags and coats and evacuate the building. A suspicious powder had been found inside an envelope in the mail room. Then the fire alarm came on. Well, that certainly got all the staff moving quickly. Several fire engines and police cars were parked on the roadside with their lights flashing. Further down the road we could see several ambulances waiting. This sort of threat is taken very seriously.

The firemen worked methodically. We watched as they suited up in their HazMat suits before entering the building to check out the worrying find. They looked rather like a group of yellow clad space travellers.

The remaining firemen roped of a portion of the road. They then lifted out a portable shower from the HazMat Breathing Apparatus Tender. This was set up in the roped off area and a hose attached to the fittings. We all hoped that they didn’t expect the staff to run through this cold shower.

Luckily it wasn’t for us after all. When the yellow clad firemen finally left the building they all took turns standing under the fast flowing cold water.

The staff were given regular updates from a nice friendly policeman. We were told that the suspicious powder had been taken away for testing, and was found to be unthreatening. After almost 2 hours of standing around we were allowed back inside. Just as well it was a nice sunny, if rather cool, winter’s day. Everyone needed a cuppa after all that excitement.

More scenes of Christchurch

We discovered many different sculptures and works of art during our weekend in Christchurch.  Here is a small selection.

Flour Power,  created by Wellington-based artist Regan Gentry and inspired by the changing face of Canterbury.  This 13m-high sheaf  has a point to make. In Canterbury, fields of crops have given way to fields of houses. Rows of wheat have been replaced by rows of streetlights.

Flour Power, snapped on a foggy Christchurch morning

This is the “Bridge of Remembrance” a memorial to those servicemen who died fighting in in the Great War.  Can you see Robin, Merilyn and Colin, the tiny figures posing under the arch?

The Bridge of Remembrance

As we wandered along the banks of the Avon River, we came across the Centennial Waterwheel turning slowly in the current.  This wooden replica wheel is standing on the site of the original flour mill built in 1859.

Captain Robert Falcon Scott was leader of the ill-fated British expedition to the South Pole, which set out from Christchurch in 1910. After reaching the pole in 1912, Scott's entire party perished on the return journey. Facing impending death, Scott wrote in his diary that: "Englishmen can endure hardships, help one another and meet death with as great a fortitude as ever in the past."

Memorial to Captain Robert Falcon Scott and his team (sculpted by his widow)

Christchurch Capers

Christchurch reminded us of the lovely city of Cambridge, one of the “must see” places on our big OE last year.  The fine old stone university buildings set around a quadrangle tell of earlier times.  And is not punting on the Cam, but rather punting on the River Avon.  The willow lined river meanders through the city.

Punting on the Avon

No visit to Christchurch is complete without a tour of the Cathedral, set in the middle of the aptly named Cathedral Square.  In 1850 the new settlers dreamed of a city built around a central cathedral and college, following the English model of Christ Church, Oxford. In 1881, the nave or main body of the cathedral was completed and opened amid city-wide celebrations.  However, it was not until 1904 that the cathedral was finally completed. 

The cathedral doorway

  A beautiful wall hanging behind the altar

Sunshine filtered though a  lovely stain glass window and the cathedral tiled floor is echoed in the large tiled mosaics which line the walls.  As a acknowledgment of living in a new land, there are some woven Maori Tuki Tuki panels on the walls.

There was an option to climb the tower for a small charge.  Luckily for Robin the morning was so foggy we would not have seen anything at all from the tower.  He does not have a head for heights so the weather was an easy way out for him.

Visit to Christchurch

We left Wellington last night on an Air New Zealand flight for Christchurch. By the look of it we could have been en route to Fiji, Samoa or Tahiti as the plane was painted with exotic island fauna in a very bright shade of green. However, a trip to Christchurch to catch up with son Michael was what we had paid for, and that is where we ended up. 

Christchurch, here we come

Michael collected us at the airport  and dropped us off at our hotel, which is very centrally situated but obviously caters for young budget travellers. The size of our room was tiny, with a double bed hard up against walls on three sides. A flat screen TV was attached to the wall at the foot of the bed.  There was an interesting space capsule of a bathroom in another corner. It was rather disconcerting that the room is windowless. The big draw card of this hotel is that it offers free Internet for savvy travellers in the bedrooms, and in fact had several terminals downstairs that people travelling without lap tops can use for free.

Our tiny bedroom, with the bed touching 3 walls

We woke up to a very foggy Christchurch morning and met up with old friends Colin and Merilyn. They had driven up from Dunedin to attend a show, and we spent several hours with them. After a while wandering around catching up on each other's news we ended up at the Art Centre for a coffee and muffin, still chatting. The fog had finally lifted and we came across some "Street Theatre". Seated on the tallest unicycle we had ever seen was one half of a comedy duo. As he pedalled back and forth keeping up a great line in patter, his partner jumped up on an upturned suitcase and the two of them juggled with clubs. The large crowd then watched in awe as the cyclist jumped down from his unicycle. "Bet you wondered how I was going to get down", he asked the crowd as he landed safely on the ground.

Street Theatre

We walked along the meandering Avon River on a round-about way back to our hotel, and Colin and Merilyn came upstairs to view our tiny windowless room. We wondered if taller Colin would even fit in the bed without his head and toes touching the end walls. Luckily they were staying somewhere much nicer than us!! As we walked back downstairs to see them off, we still had plenty to talk about. Old friends are great friends, and we have known these two for a long, long time.

Robin, Colin, Merilyn and Jenny at the Art Centre Cafe