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Another reason why I have not been doing any painting. Can’t clean the paint crushes when you have no water.

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Our water tank. It is filled from water coming off the woolshed and yards. Our water tank. It is filled from water coming off the woolshed and yard roof.

Greeting loyal readers and fellow maremmas. Now as you all know We live in the countryside. As the locals would say, We live in the “wop wops“. Far, far away from any city amenities, such as water.  We rely upon a combination of tank and bore water for our water needs.  A 30,000l tank supplies the house with water for everything expect the toilets and outside taps, which come from the bore.  The bore also supplies the household needs of two of our neighbours, as well as a number of stock troughs.  Over the last week it was apparent that there was a problem with bore water supply.  So it was D.I.Y Daddy to the rescue.

Firstly, the suspected leak had to be located.  Our property has been in existence for over 150…

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Our DIY Experience

Our only damage from the Earthquake at the Woolshed. Apart from a few stacks of books and some stuff on my workbench that tumbled over. All models came through unscathed.

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img_7151Greeting loyal readers and fellow maremmas.  Like our good friend Easy’s daddy, our daddy is not one of  bestest DIYer in the world.  However, we seem to have been effected by the 7.8m earthquake of last week.  As of yesterday there have been over 3,000 aftershocks.  Fortunately none have seemed to have caused any more damage. However, on Wednesday mummy and daddy noticed that there was water  trickling down the path towards the woolshed.  At first they couldn’t see or feel any damp grass but as the days progressed they realised that there was the strong possibility of there being a leak.  So today daddy got out his tools and went to work.  As you see from the photos there was lots of bad language, water and mud but in the end there was success and the leak was fixed.  It would appear that the pipe joint had split…

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Happenings on a Sunny Sunday Mangamahu Afternoon.

Another small taste of our rural life. Hope you enjoy this post from Jasper’s Doggy World.

Romeo (on the right) with his ewes.

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See Me and Nellie in the afternoon sun, waiting for mummy to come home from town. See Me and Nellie in the afternoon sun, waiting for mummy to come home from town.

Greeting loyal readers and fellow maremmas. The weather still continues to be warm.  In the afternoon the temperature often reaches 22 C (71F).  Not bad for halfway through autumn.  Now as you all know We live on a lifestyle block in the sunny Mangamahu Valley.  Mummy and daddy run a couple of cows and a few sheep.  Today, neighbour Paul had to sort out some of his sheep and return our stud ram called Romeo.  So, mummy and daddy said they’d help him.  For some reason Me, Nellie and Itai were left at home.  Something about being a nuisances and  distractions.

Once the sheep were in our woolshed then the fun begun.  The sheep had to be separated in the race, sort of long  corridor with a gate at the end.  When the sheep…

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An Autumn Walk

It was more like 21km and 12km of it was uphill. In a few of the pictures you can see the old Coach Road (abandoned nearly a century ago) that serviced the remote hill farms. They were abandoned when a new road was cut along the river valley in the mid-20s and the farmers built new homesteads along the new road.

And we were sore the next few days.

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Mummy and daddy at the start of their tramp. Mummy and daddy at the start of their tramp.

Greeting loyal readers and fellow maremmas.  Early on Saturday morning, mummy and daddy abandoned left Us three and went off in Mummy’s little white car.  87 hours later they came home, very tired, with muddy feet  and moaning about sore muscles.  As if We all cared.  It would appear that they had been on a 15 km (nearly 9 miles) tramp up (in as one would say in New Zealand) the wop wops.  Which in this case was 30k (18 miles) up the road to almost the end of the Mangamahu Valley.

Lunch time was at an abandoned old farm-house, referred to by the locals as Siberia because of its remoteness.

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Stunning scenery.  Now you can all see why We live in the sunny Mangamahu Valley.  Love from Nellie, Jasper and Itai, who by the way are…

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On the Road

I thought some of my overseas readers would like to see a bit of New Zealand – we went on a road trip to get another dog. Check the full post at Jasper’s Blog.

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Greeting loyal readers and fellow maremmas.  Well yesterday, mummy and daddy abandoned  left Me and Nellie to go and collect the new Me.  They left very early in the morning and came back in the evening.  Mummy took some photos of their road trip:


Here are some pictures of the creatures they saw on their trip:

And here are some photos of the New Me!! Mummy and Daddy say he is so laid back that he is almost horizontal.

And now for our international readers, who may think that all there is in New Zealand are hobbits and sheep, you will be glad to know that We too have access to 24 hour a day hamburgers in such cosmopolitan town of Taihape, the gumboot capital of New Zealand.

And of course, don’t forget the international airport:

And one last photo for the road.

Love Nellie, Jasper and Itai, the bestest…

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