You can still come knocking - its the wind, not us. Honest.
On the beach overlooking the bay of plenty, and yet again its raining, this time with strong winds coming off the pacific. I know its out of season, and we arrived a bit earlier than maybe we might have, but I'm now getting almost as bored with the grey and intermittent rain as I was with the blue skies and sunshine in oz. And lurch (living up to his name even when static) is nowhere near as nice a place to hole up as Tigger was. I miss my toys😞
On the beach overlooking the bay of plenty, and yet again its raining, this time with strong winds coming off the pacific. I know its out of season, and we arrived a bit earlier than maybe we might have, but I'm now getting almost as bored with the grey and intermittent rain as I was with the blue skies and sunshine in oz. And lurch (living up to his name even when static) is nowhere near as nice a place to hole up as Tigger was. I miss my toys😞
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