Upon the beach where no one walks
Upon the beach where no one walks The stranger stands and turns You M E E T H E R G L A N C E With Confidence Her eyes they wondrously burn
The factory’s almost empty now
The factory’s almost empty now You see her stolen face Beyond The W A L L S O F Innocence There lies a land of grace
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Roadside Chats (14) 20/5/15 Driving through Pear Tree Flat I come across a man walking. I pull over and introduce myself. His name is Donald. He’s a local; in his mid 70s. I invite him up for a cupper next…
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Roadside Chats (13) – 8/5/15 Swollen cloud empties into the Wakamarina Valley. The river roars. Moon Creek reaches a crescendo. As I prepare my evening meal there’s a knock at the door. Beneath the umbrella is Pete from Convergence. Pete’s…
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Roadside Chats (12) – 29/4/15 It’s Monday the 23rd of March. I leave Christchurch for the Wakamarina Valley. Tomorrow is settlement day. The Camper’s loaded to the gunnels with belongings. I drive slowly and carefully. The van feels overloaded. It’s…
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Roadside Chats (11) 24/4/15 Thee solicitor’s call leaves me frustrated. I turn the energy of frustration into action. I ring Elle. I tell her I will leave Rarangi and drive to the cottage. On the way I will visit the…
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Roadside Chat’s (10) 8/4/15 It’s three weeks until the purchase of the cottage is confirmed; a month ‘til possession date. The sale is conditional on a LIM report. I settle in at Rarangi to wait it out. Mornings I wake…
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Roadside Chats (8) 15/3/15 Marfells beach… Valentine’s Day… I wake to a text: ‘Happy Valentine’s Day… there’s something under the passenger seat… love Elle.’ I rummage past tow ropes and battery leads to find the green box. In the box…