Oops! A week flew by since the last post. How did that happen.
Yesterday was the Annual Peregrine Place Progressive Cocktail Party. Interestingly the definition of 'peregrination' (a word I came across only recently) is 'To journey or travel from place to place, especially on foot.' Not with cocktails, although in our locality the definition is tinged with flavours of grasshopper and melon daiquiri.
Our street is a small and friendly one, where most people know each other, it having just 15 houses. Nine of them took part in yesterdays communal provision of alcoholic beverages. Starting at 2pm, we visited each in turn, spending about 45 minutes at each place, imbibing and nibbling on tasty snacks, meeting the kids and the pets and admiring views, gardens and spacey looking ice crushing machinery. At about 8pm we staggered to the final host for a bbq where all the food was contributed by everyone. We stayed until about 11.30 sitting out on a warm, calm evening on a beautiful high level deck overlooking Auckland city and the harbour bridge. A great day indeed.