About dinahmow

A New Zealander, currently living in tropical Queensland,Australia (with 2 cats and one Main Man).Old enough to remember George VI, white tennis balls and life-before-television.You want more? Read the blog!


…the things that you’re lib’le to read in the bible, ain’t necessarily so.

If that were the case, today I’d be dead!

About that half-arsed promise to come up with an idea to celebrate the blog’s birthday…um. Sorry. It’s been a bit manic  Chez Dinahmow. I didn’t forget, I just had rather a lot of more important stuff that required my attention.

Growing up in a much cooler climate there are some things about life  north of Capricorn that I miss. Cherry blossom, for one. So yesterday, The Man got behind the wheel and I snapped some pink-blossomed trees from tourist class. Pretty ropey pics, but every spring, when these Tabebuia  are in flower, I’m reminded of cherry blossom.IMG_4625


Now, needs must…back as soon as this busy-dust settles. Actually, busy-dust is a bit like bloody glitter – you can’t get rid of it!

Someone has been to look at one of the old cars! Please cross whichever bits of anatomy you think will be helpful. (Muriel, NO! Oh dear.Nurse!)


The intention was for The Man to creep out in the dark of the pre-dawn to watch the World Cup Rugby match between Australia and Wales. On TV. Of course.

Well, that plan sort-of worked…but it might have been wise to rely on an alarm clock. Despite my channeling Max Boyce and singing “Hymns and Arias” we both over slept. And, anyway, The Aussies beat the boyos. I didn’t sing loud enough, isn’t it!

It’s been blowing hell west and crooked all week and then yesterday we had heavy rain. We stuffed as much garden debris as we could into the car and off I went… aren’t wing mirrors great!

I always have the car radio on and heard “Zorba’s Dance” by a full orchestra (turns out it was Montreal Symphony) with rather more brass than bouzouki but damn! it was good. So I turned it waaaay up. Such a cracking piece of music from a cracking film I thought I’d poke around on youtube and share it…


And, for a laugh, there’s this version…


And I’ve looked at this thing til my eyes hurt and I need to lie down in a darkened room.


Have  picture to take away the hurt!IMG_4617I spotted this magazine in the supermarket and it made me laugh…that’s an oilskin coat, known here as a Drizabone,  on the back of the chair.

It’s Wine O’Clock Chez Dinahmow. See ya….I shall give some thought to a blogiversary prize. Yes, this lame old thing has been running, albeit in fits and starts, since 2006!


And it certainly does Chez dinahmow! So fast I am  surprised there isn’t a black and white chequered flag.

Most people who get to have as many “fire hazards” on their birthday cakes slow down about now. We are not  “most.”

The Man, for instance…decided he’d be semi-retired.I waved him off after lunch on Monday and shan’t see him til Lunch on Friday. (He’s working out of town.)

And I seem to be juggling hats. In between my gardener’s hat and chef’s hat I tried to make a hat for a little bit of fun and games here. Missed the deadline (of course!) as I was still trying to find my way around the new computer.And then I had some modem malarky. If I’d finished in time it would have been thisIMG_4615

But I actually remembered to take a camera on my last walk!That header  /\  is one of many pictures from the other day. And this morning I found the dinkiest lil green spider, but he’d gone camo by the time I ran indoors to get a camera. Pretty sure it was a M.mormon (no, not that kind!) as we see lots of them ( also see quite a few of the other kind…). But, dammit! I need more spider pics for the Flickr group!

See? That’s another way I lose track of time!

I’m a bit of a links minx today, aren’t I? One more! I’m fairly confident that this won’t happen here when the Man finally retires. Hell! I hope not.Can’t have two opinionated know-alls in one house!