Many moons ago (approximately 21) a goblin was born. That goblin was me and I lived in a little place called Pataua from the age of 8 weeks to about two years of age. Then my parents got boring and sold the house to my grandparents and moved to Auckland. That little house stayed in the family for 16 years, in which it acquired more beds, a cabin, a villa and other bits and pieces. Five years ago it got sold, which was pretty lame, but this year (and last – but one of us was lame and had to attend uni instead) we had the chance to go back – not to our uber-awesome house but one just across the road. Due to work/cats/lack of money, I only managed to stay four days, but I saw a few sunsets and sunrises so it’s all okay.



Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in: Logo

You are commenting using your account. Log Out / Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out / Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out / Change )

Google+ photo

You are commenting using your Google+ account. Log Out / Change )

Connecting to %s