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High on a Hill

November 17, 2008 by  
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Listening to the tributes about my great grandmother Moewaka Jane Rapana (or Nama as she was affectionately called) it wasn’t hard to imagine her walking between us all standing there. It seemed fitting that she would rest on the high hill overlooking her beloved

Stiff Upper Whisker

May 24, 2008 by  
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There’s a great deal of glee that comes with being able to puff billowing tendrils of warm air out to form the genie-like apparition we know as smoke stacks. No real smoke, just warm air meeting cold in the battle to keep an upper hand. Silliness when you think about it because