I cannot remember whether or not I have posted about David Lindley in the past . He was the art master at Haverfordwest Grammar School circa 1955
His pictures are here https://photos.app.goo.gl/vUNTcGomcVuD5u1v1
Vivien and I are visiting Beth, Tom and the grandchildren in Manila. We have been so often that it seems there is nothing new to write about. However today we went to an art gallery that as the crow flies is only about 400 metres from there house, but since we cannot fly we had a 2 kilometer journey.
We were very pleasantly surprised by the gallery. It is a series of building of a Spanish colonial style housing a wide variety of art and set in striking gardens with a cafe for when you need a mental rest and sustainance.
It is hard to describe, look at the pictures.
Nicky & I are sitting in Queenstown airport waiting to board the first leg of our flights to U.K.
Monday 22 May
We've been in UK a week. The first couple of days were spent getting used to time zones etc., then we went to Wales. The Tylers were having a meeting with Chris's solicitor. We then went back to Alex T's place before heading to Haverfordwest and St. Davids to see Chris.
Chris is doing well & enjoying his refurbished house, especially the "bar" with pool table & darts. We were up until about 01:30 playing pool and darts.
The Original Silicon Valley, Land's End and St Michael's Way
Sunday 12 March
Roo, Nicky and Caroline - sitting in a 'studio' in the Haast campsite. This is day one of our road trip up the West Coast with Caroline.
It's been unseasonally cold the last few days.
Douglas went to Queenstown for the weekend, and went up the mountain to Cardrona to play in the snow.
He ended up (briefly) on national news:Watch it here
(Look for the clown in shorts at 1min 38 secs throwing snowballs.)
Merry Christmas everyone, Vivien and I are in a house called Thurlibeer near Bude, Devon with Vivien's mum, Beth and Tom & children, Susan and Paul & Ben.
Our church youth group host a what is called locally a "coffee house" each year. Think of it as a bit like a concert party. We all go to the community/village hall and take whatever form of entertainment we can do and a desert. We spend the evening sharing and eating the deserts, and entertaining each other. Entertainers age from 10 to 90 . Anybody who can manage to recite a monologue or play enough chords on a guitar to sing gets on the stage. We clap for everybody either because they done well or because they need encouragement.