It's a funny thing but every-time I hang the washing out and it's a warm sunny day but windy, I'm immediately transported back to Norfolk Island.
It's like Marcel Proust's À la recherche du temps perdu which I have mentioned before - many times. A memory trigger like his madeleine - the wind and sun transports me back. I guess it's because it's a happy memory.
Norfolk Island is located in the Pacific Ocean between New Zealand and New Caledonia, 1,412 kilometres directly east of Australia. It has a maritime-influenced humid subtropical climate with warm, humid summers and very mild, rainy winters. It can also be quite windy. I remember enjoying the subtropical garden at the motel we stayed in with the warmth counteracting the windy conditions.
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I'm not a 'beach person' and neither is The Old Girl. Sunbathing on a beach is boring to us which I guess is why I preferred Norfolk Island to my previous holidays in Tonga, Fiji and Rarotonga.
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8 comments:
Whangarei, Whangarei,
You really have to know your way.
Norfolk Island is for the guy
Who likes the sun up in the sky.
Pen Island, on the other hand,
Gets taken for Penis Land.
Oh Norfolk, land of the pine
I have you stuck in my mind,
Sweet gusts of days gone by
Fond loves recalled of mine
Take me back to warmer clime
Take me back for bed recline.
Don’t call us, we’ll call you.
Yes, still banging on about penises. It’s telling that you put ‘hand’ in the same sentence as ‘penis’.
Poetry isn’t alive and well in the Hutt Valley.
Yeah, and blog posts are as boring a dog poo up north.
"Yes, still banging on about penises. It’s telling that you put ‘hand’ in the same sentence as ‘penis’."
You 3P boys are so smart and observant!
NOT!
Robert chuckles.
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