bloody sheep
I thought that new sheep pen was more secure. Well, it’s not ‘new’, but considerably
ramblings of an expat Kiwi living in one small corner of Beijing
I thought that new sheep pen was more secure. Well, it’s not ‘new’, but considerably
Monday morning, 6 am. Parents in law getting ready for the day’s harvesting as I
I’d make a useless farmer. Really. Just got back from picking red dates up at
It’s half past seven on a Sunday morning. I’ve already been awake two and a
So tomorrow’s The Big Day, the 60th anniversary of the founding of the People’s Republic
Just a little post, and one that’s been delayed a couple of days. National Day
We’ve acquired a new puppy. I can’t say I’m overly happy about the process, but
Silence, I know…. It’s gotta end. Life’s been busy. When not at work or with
Note: This was written on Saturday afternoon, but just before I hit ‘publish’, New Zealand
I didn’t really want to venture out into that thick morass of smog and humidity