Anzac Day

Our first Anzac Day away was a little unexpected. A friend was about to go to South Africa with Habitat for Humanity and was having a fundraiser but decided to put a kiwi/aussie spin on it. We assembled in a central London pub. Munched on burger rings, jet planes, snifters and chatted with loads of kiwi lawyers (all wearing poppies). James had however outdone himself and we had a trumpeter, the last post and a minute’s silence. Not quite a dawn service but a great way to honour the Anzacs.

Visitors for the weekend

Last weekend we had the first visitors for the summer. An old uni mate, Heath (who Dad remembers for standing outside the fridge seeking inspiration then BBQ-ing one mean post 21st BBQ breakfast), and his girlfriend Claire joined us for a few days.

Friday night was a serious home cooked meal of cheese course, entrée of Crab Mayonnaise in Iceburg Wraps, mains of a Moroccan persuasion and individual berry tiramisu for dessert. Even I impressed myself with the whole lot prepared in just over an hour!

Ah yes, visitors… Saturday was a nice lazy day (it was sunny in London!) at home before joining good friend Ange for her birthday pub crawl on the Thames. On Sunday we explored the Imperial War Museum.

Wonderful to have the house full and great to see Heath & Claire again.
Bring on the next round of visitors! 

The test run

The test run