Here is the kitchen at Papaiti road where we have spent loads of good times - all the boxes packed up and ready for the long journey back to South Africa.
Interesting that the Hookers removal van which is there to load up all the Thirtle's belongings en-route to a container ship bound for South Africa, is painted in those particular colours and is so reminiscent of the original flag. 
I know that Junè will possibly sue me over this picture, but it's just such a fantastic action shot of her wielding that big blower and huffing and puffing all the dust and leaves and other nondescript rubbish out of the big garage at Papaiti road - the quad bikes are loaded and gone so all that remained to do was to give the place a good whip around with a mechanical feather duster.
So here are two pics - with and without me and Junè - no prizes for why. We did try one done by a tame cafe goer who was minding a child in a pram - the wife had no doubt not trusted him to get the order from the cafe right and had gone off to see to that and so we asked if he would take a picture of all of us - Martie (with the pretty pink scarf) reckoned the babe in the stroller could most likely have done a better job - I've given that shot a miss for the purposes of the blog.
A pretty good picture of Le Girls - everyone looks so happy although it's maybe the last time we will 'invade' the Springvale Garden Centre cafe all together.
A chapter in New Zealand closes with Marieta boarding a plane next week to return to her beloved Freestate (and hubby!) - we are going to miss you SO much Maliet! You have been such a good friend - so may the road rise up to meet you and the wind be ever at your back and the sun shine warm upon your face and the rain fall soft upon your fields and until we meet again, may He hold you in the palm of His hand.
Dis al.
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