May 08, 2012

The Third Encounter

The weekend greeted me with a bag of mixed weather. We (that is Roger's family and I) had spent the morning watching Taylor play soccer, or football as they say rightly so in this neck of the woods. Unfortunately her team lost but heck, can the girl run! She was faster with the ball at foot than most of the taller players of the opposing team.

Later the day I spent a couple of hours walking the shoreline despite wind and rain, and enjoyed the salty breeze. I am a fish-head born in Northern Germany, and any kind of salt water works like a magnet on me.
Thanks to the Wet Coast experience back home, the weather didn't bother me at all, and I went barefoot anyway.

Refreshed and hungry like a wolf I returned to Roger's place attracted by the distinct mouthwatering smell of lamb on the barbie to be accompanied by a mix of kumara and potato fried in duck fat, and a gorgeous gravy.
Here's the whole Fleming family around the table. From the left, son Nathan, dad Ross, sister Stacey, daughter Taylor, Roger, partner Terry and mom Val. There is no doubt about from whom Roger inherited his wit and humor. His parents took every opportunity to expose his childhood mishaps, and bonus (!) now I know all about expired cake and old age sex... I certainly had a good chuckle mostly on Roger's account. You had to be there.

10 comments:

  1. That's great Sonja and lovely photos. There must be a suitable advertising slogan for NZ along the lines of "Come to NZ and pack on the kilos", haha!

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    1. The food offerings didn't work much in my favour but sometimes you gotta do...

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  2. We've been so jealous of your adventures yet so excited for you too. Looks like you had a fantastic time and we can't wait to see all your photos and read the tales from your trip, as well as some secrets and stories.

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    1. Coming up next. Thanks for following!!!

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  3. hhmmm....gonna share any of those stories?? The water looked lovely. Like you...barefoot is the only way to go on the beach.

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    1. Roger made me sign a non-disclosure agreement. I can't say anything. I might post some pics though...

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  4. I have a very good relations hip with Immigration.....Sonja will not be relaying any tales!

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  5. I bet you have some stories to tell about Roger. Did they bring out any baby photos? Cue maniacal laugh.

    I am really enjoying reading al of your posts from NZ and can't wait to read the rest today.

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    1. Darn, I should have thought of that. There must certainly be one around with lil' Rogey on the lambskin.

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