Heading for the folky-fest at Whare Flat tomorrow morning (leaving my beefiest son at home to oversee the estate) and looking forward to the picking of steel strings, piping of tin-whistles and the beating of bare-feet on the sward - it'll be, if past years are anything to go by, a great time. We're tenting, sort-of, having secured an ancient concertina-canvas trailer-camper in which Robyn and I will desport ourselves, while others wrestle with pegs and flies, and take our pleasure in our smells-of-holiday space. I'll be far from a computer and any cell-phone coverage for the few days of whootlin' and honkin', so any reports, photos etc, will have to wait. I've had to turn down a RadioLive appearance, for the same reasons, so I'll be on mute for a while and no-one will be any the worse for that! I will however, be scribbling notes and shooting film, so may have something entertaining to say when I return.
Til then, e noho ra e hoa ma!
4 comments:
I didn't realise you are a musician, Rg. What a swathe you cut.
And a most joyous New Year to you and yours.
Many thanks Robert and Robyn for giving us a guided tour of your food forest. We all enjoyed the experience and wish you all a rewarding 2012.
Regards
Mark Scully
oh yeah.
Fred - I wish! It's my children who play - I clap and holler!
Happy New Year to you, Fred and I hope to read more from you in 2012.
You are very welcome, Mark. I wish you a successful 2012 as well.
Shunda - you'd have loved it - the forest setting alone would have been enough to delight you. The company, of course, was excellent.
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