Blustery conditions but no rain fortunately. Chapelwick Homestead, the centre of this years fair. One of the original homesteads now a luxury weekend retreat.

Jill meeting Zeb and Snowy , both 'rescue' greyhounds.

Grandkids Jack and Lily, eating popcorn!

Jill and Susie, youngest of all of us!

Apparently , if greyhounds do not instinctively 'chase' they are deemed worthy of euthanasia. Also if they should suffer any kind of skeletel or musculatory damage they are faced with the same end. I've not had anything to do with them before apart from an internet friend in England who has one and has nothing but praise for him as a companion animal. I must say I was impressed with the many animals brought to the fair. They were gentle, obedient and friendly.

As there is nothing in NZ like the enthusiasm for dog racing that there is in the UK, I presume the numbers here are much less but none the less considerable.

Po-rang-a-ha-u-   A difficult word, which I would describe as “chuderwelsch”.

What caught my eyes were the hats.

Jill in Burberry look and Susie in Jill's special knitted. All in pink and beautifully decorated..

The Greyhound, I too thought of  Margaret ?? and her dogs (but that was long ago.)

Michael, I enjpy your photos.

Yes there are fruit trees of various sorts all over the gardens. They are very old, (some are ), even to the point where the citrus fruits are all 'knobbly' but still crop heavily.