lunedì 26 febbraio 2018

Richard of Richard's Bass Bag* Returns.

Shelley took the Batmobile to new
speeds to get me back for this post.

Okay, I'm back from a place called Wai-iti. It's a little place just past another little place with the unfortunate name Urenui (sounds like urine), which is about 40km north of New Plymouth.


Wai-iti. The toilet wasn't on the main grid but it worked well.


Another shot of Wai-iti.

On Saturday we went down to New Plymouth and had a guided tour around the Len Lye gallery.


You can take selfies in the reflection
of the building.


Here's a closer range one that
shows off my shorts'


The guy who we were visiting (in Wai-iti) is a fire chief at a volunteer station in New Plymouth.
We all got to have a ride in a fire engine. I waited 65 years for this experience.


I'm not in the picture because I'm taking the photo, but
I really did ride in the fire engine.

Back in Wai-iti I was careful to keep my practice up.


I have a few violin gigs on the horizon.

Talking of horizons, I took this amazing photo before knocking back a few more Chardonays.




On the way home we stopped for a slightly late breakfast and I had a piece of fish and some chips - I knew this was a mistake.
We got as far as Patea before it became obvious that I needed a toilet...

NOW!

Patea is a sleepy little place on a Sunday. There's not much open.
No museum or library or classy pub serving brunch - these are the first places you seek out when you desperately need a toilet.

Nice monument but not much help.
Shelley spotted a public toilet on the main road - I don't know its name (the street, not the toilet). It is probably called Main St.
To my delight the toilet was clean and contained both paper and soap for the clean up. It even had paper towels for the final stage - hand drying.

I will always feel grateful to the good people of Patea for supplying such a good facility for a desperate traveller.

I'm back at school this week, but with a much better understanding of Len Lye and what the different coloured hats that firemen wear mean. I also know that they refer affectionately to the fire engine as the pump. Isn't that sweet!






* the original bass bagging site

12 commenti:

THE CURMUDGEON ha detto...

Nice selfie.
Is grey the in colour for OAPs now?

THE CURMUDGEON ha detto...

Patea - Poo E

Richard (of RBB) ha detto...

Go and build something.

THE CURMUDGEON ha detto...

In that selfie of yours what are those funny things between your 'shorts' and your socks?

Richard (of RBB) ha detto...

Ah, those would be my legs. What? Ah, dang, you got me there!

Robert ha detto...

You look really good in that photo!
Glad you had a nice time.
Is that the same Patea that our dad, when he was the engineer on a ship and recorded for immortality by Christopher the oldest but less wiser brother wrote a song about avoiding the low tide when crossing the bar?

Richard (of RBB) ha detto...

That's the place. Glad you like my legs too. Thanks.

Robert ha detto...

Do you have a mole on the back of your lower leg?

Richard (of RBB) ha detto...

No, I think it's a rat.

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Richard (of RBB) ha detto...

Yeah, diffidently!