Thursday 13 March 2025

Driving to our pet sit in Dipton today, briefly via Queenstown as the road in was at a standstill due to roadworks. So, a quick look at the lake from the top of the hill and onwards to the deep south.

Our hosts, David and Jo are a wonderful couple who showed us around and we met the dogs, Gin and Harley and the cat Angel. She’s a cat. The dogs are licky, tail wagging farm dogs and all three need very little attention. We are in a sprawling farm house with all modern cons and central heating. The fridges and freezers are full. We were shown the amazing man cave with bar and giant TV and the cover has been taken off the outdoor hot tub at Lady P’s request.

The tub is a work of stainless steel art. You collect pine cones and kindling and light the fire at the bottom. Flashy is already stressing and thinking of that old boil the missionaries cartoon. Dave fills it with the high pressure hose from the spring and tomorrow we will light her up. It may take four or five hours and according to Dave, it gets bloody hot. Not Flashy’s idea of fun but anything that involves fire and hot water and Lady P is all over it.

Friday 14 March 2025

After a dingo’s breakfast, we drive David and Jo to Invercargill airport then come back via Winton, a few kms down the road, for a hearty brunch and some weekly shopping.

Lady P decided to have a hot tub in the big soup pot. This involves Flashy chopping some fire wood and she collecting pine cones. We light the beast at 3.30 pm and the cold water begins to heat up. With all vents open the chimney is smoking and the fire roaring. By 7.45 pm the water temp is 43C. Flashy throws in some onions.

A little cold water from the fire hose reduces the water to 39C and in we get. After a short while Flashy contemplates calling the ambulance to treat 3rd degree scalding, while Lady P floats about and calls Joanne. She drinks her wine and is having a ball. Meanwhile, Flashy crawls out to lie unconscious in the man cave. She skulls his wine as well. Highly successful evening’s entertainment for one of the party. Flashy thinks he saw the blood moon. There was one. Or, perhaps it was the bleeding eyeballs.

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  1. Graeme14 March 2025 at 22:51

    I'm back from the other great south land and have caught up with the blog. I hope you guys know that the hot tub (and possibly any shenanigans) can be seen from space. I am amused that you will search all over the South Island looking for cheap jandles, whatever they are, and then spend a small fortune on lobster and crayfish. I had some delicious whitebait in Hobart, the tiny delicious ones, not the big ones that we get on the mainland.

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  2. Graeme15 March 2025 at 18:11

    Sorry I forgot to take photos of the whitebait.

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