Thank you for the lasting memories.
Larger than Life.
Thank you for the lasting memories.
I'm a lover of creativity and movement, expressed through photography, words, travel and sports.
Thank you for the lasting memories.
With much chatter about the changing seasons, I penned this while remembering a song with the same title created by an NZ band, Crowded House, during the winter of 1992.
You know how the dialogue goes.
A true story about how Mr Bellbottom's milk money from his letterbox kept disappearing like his patience.
During the early 1980s, I lived in Auckland for some time, well on and off, depending on how life treated me.