When we were walking along the beach at Saint Heliers the other day, I saw this house across the road with a nifty outdoor lift going from the garage up the hill to the house:
Yesterday we went to Point Chevalier, a suburb west of the city. The playground there is fantastic. One of the best I’ve seen. It looks very new with an excellent mix of equipment catering to all ages. It sits on the edge of a cliff overlooking the harbour so the views are lovely.
I caught Elizabeth with her hands in the vegemite jar. Better than the toilet!
I think we’ve found a place to rent in Point Chevalier which will allow poodles. A decision must now be made. Do I rent the place and continue on my own up here until Ben is released from his work comittments in Christchurch or do we return to Christchurch and find a rental place down there where we can all be together? I asked Daniel this morning whether he’d like to go back to Christchurch and he said no. I don’t want to go back either but I can’t say we’re having the best of times up here. Perhaps things will improve once we’re settled in a home.