Mr Shoestring has put in the "new" back door this weekend and it looks great. We were held up for a while because we had to buy a new lock for it, and in the end located one on TradeMe for a comparatively modest amount. It was hilarious to read the "Engrish" instructions which accompanied it. They started of with: "This lock occupies the first at the same locks" and things only got better from there. We were in fits of laughter as we tried to decipher what was meant by the convoluted and confusing instructions. Mr Shoestring was given a "trick" Christmas present last year with this brilliant Engrish, we saved the packet so we could enjoy it whenever we wanted to - we are still not exactly sure what it means though!
The native wood pigeons were back again this weekend, scoffing themselves silly on the berries of the flowering cherry tree. They are so large and cumbersome that they stamp all over the branches and twigs of the tree as if they are climbing ladders. I shudder to think what would become of them if they ever missed their footing, they probably would plummet earthward like stones. At least we got some good photos this week so you can get an idea of how attractive they are - in their own modest, unassuming, New Zealand bird kind of way that is! No spectacular plumage or bright colours here, thank you very much.
The last of the yellow roses were putting on a good display though - I am sure they must be the English rose "Graham Thomas" so hopefully there will be some more blooms later in the season.
They looked pretty under a couple of platters on the wall in the kitchen and the scent is very good.