tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9017882226857032208.post8223657687184570387..comments2024-03-29T02:30:24.590+11:00Comments on eclectica: pakyliehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08964475783207438103noreply@blogger.comBlogger15125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9017882226857032208.post-35211807377887145782011-11-29T14:20:00.033+11:002011-11-29T14:20:00.033+11:00Kia ora Kylie,
Love the family history - it is go...Kia ora Kylie,<br /> Love the family history - it is good to have that knowledge. New Zealand, as far as I know, never had dry areas as much as simply remoter areas where no one could be bothered setting up a still or pub. Most of the time they would store up the need and head for the coast or nearest town where they could binge away, then go back out of harms way. Of course the temperance movement and religion eventually resulted in NZ allowing it's pubs to remain open only till 6:00pm - called The Six O'clock Swill, the men would rush from work to the pub to guzzle as much grog as possible for an hour after work. You can imagine the fun that must have made many dinner times for wives and children. It wasn't till the late 60's that pubs were finally allowed to stay open, but the binge drinking culture certainly still remains here, passed from generation to generation it seems. Sorry to ramble. Hope all is well e hoa and have a lovely and healthy Yuletide Season.<br />Aroha,<br />RobbRuahineshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09398484733805119294noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9017882226857032208.post-41285180319537285032011-11-18T14:56:31.855+11:002011-11-18T14:56:31.855+11:00ha ha also comment unlucky 13ha ha also comment unlucky 13Putzhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08480109111920196513noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9017882226857032208.post-33329392168666164432011-11-18T14:56:04.515+11:002011-11-18T14:56:04.515+11:00haha,your "pa'a raconteur i also am a rac...haha,your "pa'a raconteur i also am a raconteur and for the last 6 years have done it {raconteuring} all over my blogPutzhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08480109111920196513noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9017882226857032208.post-72131275933640685152011-11-17T21:50:00.670+11:002011-11-17T21:50:00.670+11:00That bit about the mistakes reminded me of a my gr...That bit about the mistakes reminded me of a my grandma - she would darn my school blouses and dresses when they got a hole in with beautiful little embroidered leaves and flowers.. until her fingers got too bad :)Abihttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02386933387519731326noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9017882226857032208.post-27717141008622260812011-11-16T23:32:32.078+11:002011-11-16T23:32:32.078+11:00"Pa" my father-in-law and Ma were victim..."Pa" my father-in-law and Ma were victims of the great depression in that earlier marriage was impossible because no person had the money to set up house and parents had no $$'s to provide the conventional wedding. If Baino's mum had TB prior to WW2 then I think a/b's did not exist. My paternal g/father died of TB in the early 1930'sJohnnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9017882226857032208.post-62248868863220328812011-11-16T20:51:28.075+11:002011-11-16T20:51:28.075+11:00I love going back in time and learning about ances...I love going back in time and learning about ancestors! He sounds like a fun man.Michael J.https://www.blogger.com/profile/15639403798444433518noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9017882226857032208.post-75129917645312704802011-11-15T13:32:02.773+11:002011-11-15T13:32:02.773+11:00I enjoyed your post, Kylie. Thanks for sharing. Yo...I enjoyed your post, Kylie. Thanks for sharing. Your Pa sounded like a good man.Mr. Shifehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07061232966394052314noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9017882226857032208.post-80562408476581917812011-11-15T09:40:53.503+11:002011-11-15T09:40:53.503+11:00A lot of people are living the Depression all over...A lot of people are living the Depression all over again right now. Reason to enjoy the sweet spots when we find them. Unfortunately, it takes years to learn that and often too late.Mr. Charlestonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17497415823443875308noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9017882226857032208.post-8108864623907688492011-11-14T22:26:18.128+11:002011-11-14T22:26:18.128+11:00snow,
i guess the kiwis were less into the bootleg...snow,<br />i guess the kiwis were less into the bootlegging?<br /><br />i think we have some dry communities here but i would need to check....kyliehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08964475783207438103noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9017882226857032208.post-91147201101708821662011-11-14T14:41:43.695+11:002011-11-14T14:41:43.695+11:00I don't think you ever could have found a dry ...I don't think you ever could have found a dry area in this country. Where I grew up in the Southern US, liquor was illegal, but this just made it easier for kids to buy it since smugglers didn't care who they sold to.Snowbrushhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00436087215476479042noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9017882226857032208.post-36757748788278899692011-11-13T12:47:25.916+11:002011-11-13T12:47:25.916+11:00hi nick!
confectionery is always good :)
EC,
i gu...hi nick!<br />confectionery is always good :)<br /><br />EC,<br />i guess there wasnt enough money for weddings, that was certainly the case with my grandparents.<br /><br />baino,<br />two years bed rest! surely antibiotics were around then? and yeah, out lives are pretty cushy much of the time.<br /><br /><br />megan,<br />i was afraid it was convoluted! maybe i should edit more. its really hard to put it all together in logical order, actuallykyliehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08964475783207438103noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9017882226857032208.post-8571413027003442562011-11-13T12:06:41.553+11:002011-11-13T12:06:41.553+11:00I found this a bit hard to follow, but I got there...I found this a bit hard to follow, but I got there in the end. I think. :)Meganhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09387041422819664987noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9017882226857032208.post-1796156318267950112011-11-12T19:39:16.576+11:002011-11-12T19:39:16.576+11:00He sounds very enterprising. Selling confection du...He sounds very enterprising. Selling confection during rationing wouldn't have been easy. My Great Grandfather was a black marketeer in Wales and sold all sorts 'under the counter' but like you, I have sketchy memories that my mother told me. Seven years? Long time. Makes me think of my mum. A nurse diagnosed with Tuberculosis after nursing children with the disease, she spent the first 2 years of married life on absolute bed rest. Makes our lives look pretty cushy huh?Bainohttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14156193098088048637noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9017882226857032208.post-90544198780317426072011-11-12T14:25:55.712+11:002011-11-12T14:25:55.712+11:00I love the idea of turning a smudge into an art wo...I love the idea of turning a smudge into an art work. And I am envious of the mind that could see the possibilities.<br />And yes, looooong engagements did seem to be the norm.Elephant's Childhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06650565833097914052noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9017882226857032208.post-50341092397032631212011-11-12T00:43:53.648+11:002011-11-12T00:43:53.648+11:00I like the idea of turning a mistake into somethin...I like the idea of turning a mistake into something acceptable or beautiful. He must have been very ingenious to do that on a regular basis.<br /><br />Making confectionery and ice cream sounds like an enjoyable job. And one much appreciated by other people.nickhttp://nickhereandnow.blogspot.comnoreply@blogger.com