Author: Graham R. Cooper

Lemons and feijoas down south

A citrus grove: mandarins, lemons, limes, grapefruit, oranges; revelling in sub-tropical abundance as we ambled and ate our way through a tiny slice of paradise; our two young children gorging themselves on mandarins, sitting...

Seaweed and Seals

As you know, if you read to be a pilgrim, mid-to-late winter we head to the coast to fill seven or eight small sacks with seaweed. Our gathering place, the Patiti Point beach just...

Did I get around to it?

I never did get around to it: a round tuit, that is. And I’m only now getting around to it: telling you whether I’ve been walking the talk, that is. My much-touted exercise programme...

Rat Retreat

Part One An outbuilding: June’s craft studio and the adjoining storage room (called ‘The Retreat’ in a previous life), turn their south-facing, walled-in backs, at a distance of some hundred metres, on our house;...

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