I've been away from Struan Farm for a long weekend with John, up in Auckland for a few gatherings with extended family and a social event or two. As a result, blog posts this week may be a bit thin on the ground, apologies, particularly with internet and Typepad problems on top of that to explain my tardiness today.
The good news is that we had a long overdue catch up with John's cousin Sally. She saw a recent photo of my shelves of white pottery in the kitchen, and decided that I should have a white porcelain piece that once belonged to Mae Mae, her grandmother (John's also).
And so now the three cherubs are happy (if a wee bit chilly) on the shelves at Struan Farm. They may need names at some point.
We recently saw a copy of a letter that Mae Mae wrote to one of her other granddaughters, Susie, during a visit to the farm many years ago. It seems that Piopio was a world away from life in Auckland. Also that even Mae Mae wasn't excused from being instructed around by John's dad Maurie, her son-in-law, whom she <affectionately we're sure> christened "The Boss."
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