Obviously they perceive Whangarei Heads as being so far at the back of beyond that they bring every manner of supply with them.
They are like the Red Cross arriving in the nick of time to save us. I'm not kidding. They are not like the normal visitors who bring some bread, a bottle or two of wine, some treats and some sausages for the BBQ. No, these visitors, this weekend, brought: a whole beef fillet; a gourmet butterflied fillet of lamb; a delicatessen smoked salmon fillet; 3 different types of expensive butcher's sausages; 3 different styled packs of delicatessen bacon; cream; vegetables; tomatoes; potatoes; butter; milk; chocolate; beer; soft-drinks; biscuits; potato chips; cheese; and, (like coals to Newcastle), 8 bottles of wine! Well, you would think that they are scared that we will feed them gruel or some vile microwave instant meals or something. In the past when we have had them at Christmas times we have stocked up on hams, turkeys,
lamb fillets, salmon etc only to find that Snap ....
.... they have brought the same. This weekend we did a really big shop but were cautious about what we bought. We did get a butcher to 'butterfly' a lamb roast, bought chicken fillets and gourmet sausages along with all the fancy trimmings but kind of expected/feared that the C- 54's would arrive with supplies. And they did, as usual. They explain it as liking to bring goodies because they have such a good time in a relaxing setting. OK.
So, from Friday afternoon to Monday afternoon we dined sumptuously, drank copiously, played delightfully (snooker, cards, bush walks) and watched the two rugby games. Good friends and good memories.
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It's nice when such friends arrive, especially the generous ones. Lucky they're not from Aberdeen, otherwise you'd be lucky to see a can of beans as the only gift.
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