Yeah, sure, its a cozy, fuddly old BBC show, but the incredibly talented experts they use are craftspeople, workers.
They’re “Tradies“!
At no point in all the series we have watched has the expert, upon seeing the cherished family heirloom that found itself at some stage between a rock and a rhinoceros sucked a deep inhalation of breath through their teeth and said
“Yeah, it’s fucked, i’nnit?”
We have never heard a “SPROING!” “CRASH!“, or “CRACK!” in the background followed by a solid 15 minutes of foul language that leaves the neighboring farm owners questioning their real estate decisions.
We’ve never seen Kirsten muttering “shitshitshitshitSHIT!” when the glue hasn’t bonded properly on a Victorian vase.
Steve the horologist (clock/watchmaker) has never bellowed “Nobody bloody move!” after a spring has sprung off somewhere, or an irreplaceable, tiny screw was last seen rolling towards the Teddy Bear Ladies’ workstation.
Speaking of the Teddy Bear Ladies, they are lovely, but you can’t tell me that, in all their time making and fixing teddies and dollies, they haven’t at least TRIED making he occasional voodoo doll?
Has there ever been a passing shot of a small, fluffy replica of Jay (including felted flat cap) on a shelf, but the man himself is mysteriously absent?
All the experts are incredibly talented, skilled and professional.
But EVERYONE, from beginner to veteran, swears at some stage when they are doing intricate work and something goes sideways.
That’s what the show’s authenticity is missing.
Of course, this is all in jest. I do LOVE the Repair Shop.
They are not just repairing items, they are repairing memories.
They are repairing people.
It’s not an old radio they are hearing again, it’s their late father working in his shop.
The re-stuffed thread-bare teddy bear was someone’s only source of cuddles through hard times.
They’re not just craftspeople, they are therapists.
But can we PLEASE have some swearing, just for authenticity sake?
Even in the end-of-season outtakes?!
Will the chippy and Dom the metal worker, I’m looking at you out of sheer tradesperon stereotypes.
Even if it’s Pete, the brass and percussion instrument expert declaring in his deep London drawl “that sounds fuckin’ brilliant!” upon a cherished trombone or trumpet finding its voice again for the first time in decades.
That may not sound frightfully thrilling, but I found it really interesting!
That’s because I’ve watched the progression of this hole for weeks.
Down the road from where I live one of Napier’s main arterial routes, Taradale Road, has been getting dug up, had large metal plates and piles driven beneath it – the sound of the piledriver at times not too dissimilar to a church or clock tower bell (except I am unaware of the time “72 to 14 o’clock”..) and large concrete culvert blocks being lifted in and slid underneath it.
Such large excavations required lots of support. Dozens of long, metal piles have been driven into the creek bed to support the work’s walls
All this activity – The stuff of Tonka truck drivers and Lego builders’ dreams is to aid the flow of the Georges Drive creek and lessen the chances and effects of future flooding events along its path.
The creek has a long, aquatic pedigree. Before Hawke’s Bay’s 1931 Earthquake and subsequent urban development, the path that it takes from Chambers Street behind Napier Boys’ High School, along between Georges Drive and Douglas McLean Avenue and passing under Taradale Road, used to be the course of the Tutaekuri River that now flows behind Taradale.
Tutaekuri River, Napier, 30 March 1922, Napier, Looking from what is now Pettigrew Corner and Roundabout southeast towards Napier South. Photo by Leslie Adkin. Te Papa (B.022330)
While where I live was fortunately spared from the flooding, it was only just so – because the river/creek bed is trapezoid shape, for every meter the water rose up, it had to go five, 10, 20 meters across – The creek level outside our house still got to within a meter of breaching onto the road. Needless to say that ends up being A LOT of water!
And that was a major part of the problem. As once all that mass of water got to the crossings at Taradale Road and Herrick Street, there were only single, concrete culvert pipes, about one meter in diameter going underneath each road. That massive amount of water didn’t go through those small pipes anywhere near as quickly as it needed to.
Stormwater pipes along the length of the creek adding even more rainwater into it, and tides at the creek’s outlet into the estuary effecting its drainage just exacerbated the flooding upstream.
The south side of the Herrick Street culvert showing the size of culvert pipe pre-redevelopment
So, when Napier City Council announced they were going to be increasing the size of these culverts, my main thought was “by how much?”.
It turns out the answer was “LOTS!”
The old half of the Taradale Road culvert (around one meter in diameter) framed by the new half of the culvert – approximately SIX TIMES bigger!
It turns out lots of locals were also interested in the work. About 50 people turned up on a sunny Saturday morning to walk around, and through, the culvert work. I was part of the second group to tour the site with Napier City Council and Fulton Hogan staff talking us through progress.
As we walked through the new culvert sections, I had to get an idea as to their size. I’m a tad over two meters tall (yes, REALLY!). With my arm raised above my head, touching the top of the culvert indicated it’s about three meters high. The culvert is around twice as wide as it is high, so three meters by six meters is significantly larger than the original one-meter diameter pipe!
Scoping the size of the new Taradale Road culvert. Two meter tall author for scale. Photo courtesy of Napier’s Mayor.
You might wonder how we were able to walk through a creek culvert without being waist-deep in water, weeds and inquisitive eels? Well, part of the works has involved damming either side of the culvert, with diversion pipes helping keep at least some of the creek’s flow going.
The bottom of the new culvert is actually below the current creek bed level. There are plans for the creek bed through the culverts to have rocks added and ultimately make the area as natural as possible for the wildlife, which includes eels, ducks, shags, herons and occasionally spoonbills, that live in the creek.
A pair of heron on their way back from inspecting the culverts works.
I will be interested to see how the bigger culverts effect the creeks flow.
I would expect the regular depth to possibly drop a bit, given the bigger pipes allowing more water through more regularly. But the added volume currently backed-up on the Kennedy Road side of the Herrick Street culvert flowing through more freely might equalise that out.
There might even possibly be more of a tidal effect from the Ahuriri estuary nearby (there are already, albeit slight, inward and outward tide movements in the creek, along with the occasional school of mullet or similar fish who come for trips up-stream.
Whenever the next significant rain event happens once work is complete I’m confident the creek level won’t get as high as 2020 again. The increased flow rate will be interesting to see, though.
The current, regular, height of the stream.
Water Flow vs. Traffic Flow
I do have one concern about the Taradale Road culvert redevelopment, but it isn’t about the construction.
Hawke’s Bay drivers are notoriously BAD. Anyone who has driven on our roads for a while will know that situational awareness, courtesy, and an ability to follow road rules can often be lacking to say the least.
Can’t park there, mate! In 2024 a car ended up in the creek where Alpers Tce and Douglas McLean Ave meet. No. I don’t know “How?!” either…
But back to my concern: During the redevelopment of the Taradale Road culvert, hill-bound traffic has had right of way (mainly because it allows Napier’s Fire Brigade, stationed right next to the roadworks, quick access to the city centre). This has included hill-bound traffic crossing to the opposite side of the road while the second half (Kmart / Mitre 10 side) of the culvert was being laid
Meanwhile traffic that usually turns left at the Taradale Road roundabout at the base of the hill to go towards Onekawa and Tamatea has been blocked and had to detour via Georges Drive, Herrick Street and Douglas McLean Ave/Alpers Terrace, or Ford Road between Kmart and Mitre 10.
When the culvert work is finished, and Taradale Road reopens in both directions, I can see this causing some problems, and probably a few accidents.
Because, at the corner of Taradale Road and Alpers Terrace there is a Stop sign and two yellow lines across Alpers Terrace. Not that you would know it from standing at the bus stop in front of the fire station, watching the corner.
Some people stop, but most drivers seem to consider it a “Give Way” at most, or just blatantly ignore it. This has made the corner a site for regular motor vehicle accidents for years.
I fear several months’ construction and accordingly altered traffic flow will only make the frequency of crashes on the corner spike once regular two-way traffic is reinstated.
With no Onekawa-bound traffic crossing their path, vehicles turning left from Alpers Terrace into Taradale Road have not needed the regular awareness of cross-traffic to their right and months of thinking they (‘still’?) don’t need to obey the Stop sign at the corner.
Equally, those currently turning right unencumbered from the fire station side of Taradale Road into Alpers Terrace will likely get a sudden surprise to discover traffic coming towards them once again halfway through their turn.
I outlined these concerns to the Napier City Council comms people at the tour, so it.will be interesting to see what sort of publicity or guidance there will be in.the lead-up to Taradale Road fully reopening once again.
The last thing we want after months of constamt construction closure is months more of sporadic crash-related closures and disruptions!
Cool Toys in Napier had a very cool looking Kyosho Turbo Optima on display for some time. It had brass and metal parts and, being Kyosho, was known for high quality Japanese production.
The kitset sat in my garage for almost a year, as I needed the time, desk space and will to build it because, once opened, the kit seemed quite formidable (and not just because half the sizeable instruction manual was written in Japanese Kanji.)
Fortunately all I had to do was follow what was written in typical, locigal Japanese efficiency on the cover of the manual:
“Before beginning assembly please read these instructions thoroughly”
I was made redundant from my job of 21 years in November, so suddenly.had a lot of spare time.
Just not immediately.
After helping out at school camp, umpiring a Cenrral Districts age group cricket tournament and getting through Christmas, I opened the first parts packet and put the first sections (drive belt and differentials) together on New Year’s Eve, 2025
Purposefully plodding through the pages saw the sleek steel buggy slowly come together.
I had a few moments of blind panic, where it turned out I had bolted bits together in the wrong order, or around the wrong way.
On one occasion a screw decided it did not like the idea of being un-screwed and allowing me to turn one of the main chassis frame braces 90 degrees into its correct position. I ended up having to undo the parts around the brace, pull it out and spin the brace around the screw to undo it.
The offending screw then went happily into its right-angled home without protest.
<SIGH!>
It was very easy to feel overwhelmed doing this build – It was so much more advanced than anything I had previously built. There were so many small parts, so much that could go wrong.
I had a couple of moments when tiny metal “C-clips” when flying. Fortunately the Model Fates were smiling upon me, as they either landed back on the work surface, or fell straight down to my feet.
In all other situations it was a case of:
“Before beginning assembly please read these instructions thoroughly”
I swear that is basically Haiku (with a few spare syllables)!
Building your own oil-filled, pneumatic shock absorbers was a new experience, too.
After the stress of errant airborne C-clips, it didn’t seem so hard taking a couple of attempts to get the right amount of oil in each tube to ensure a flat, level buggy and easier steering once it got running.
As the car got bigger and the pile of parts bags got smaller building continued to be unexpectedly easy – With much of the chassis built, other parts needed to be added internally, but preset holes and spaces made for easy access to add the final bits and pieces.
With the chassis as complete as I needed it was time to start painting the body.
The Optima actually came with a driver, so I started with that to reaquaint myself with painting clear polycarbonate inside out.
It also gave me a good use for the spray paint left over from painting my precious Tamiya RC cars – At least one of the cans ran dry on the last driver coat!
With the driver painted and decaled it was onto the body. After cleaning it with warm water and dishwashing liquid then drying thoroughly to get rid of any casting residue and ensure the pain would adhere properly, it was time to mask the body.
And mask.
And mask.
The box art had the car in only two colors – Red and White, but making sure the lines were crisp and defined, without any colour bleed was essential, hence the truckload of masking tape.
Fortunately Kyosho provides several sheets of pre-cut masking for windows and side pods.
With the Optima’s body successfully painted and the wheel arches cut out, the last stage involved lots of decals, giving the buggy an authentic racing look:
Overall, the build was a great experience once I got over the enormity and complexity of a multi-paged, kanji-filled instruction manual.
All I had to do was work slowly and read the instructions thoroughly!
Postscript;
My goal with the Optima was to build something I’d never made and challenge myself in doing so.
Having met the challenge, the Optima is now back at Cool Toys in Napier because, frankly, six months after being made redundant, I need the money from a completed RC kit more than I need the car, awesome as it is, in my collection.
If you are interested in giving it a new home, and/or blasting it around some tracks, get in touch with Glen!
Last year I was able get “a grail” – a toy I only dreamed about having as a child – Transformers’ Optimus Prime!
As an only child I was fortunate to be able to accumulate quite a collection of Transformers from pocket money purchases and birthday or Christmas gifts, but never had any of the biggest, best figures, especially the Autobot boss – Optimus Prime – one of the coolest 80s toys!
A couple of my friends had an Optimus Prime, but he was really expensive back then (never mind how ASTRONOMICALLY expensive a G1 Optimus Prime would be today…), and these kids also had Castle Grayskulls,Supertramp trampolines, Para pools and two storey houses (these were the signs of “wealth” to me as a kid..), so owning an Optimus Prime remained merely a dream.
That is until I saw a newer version of the robot truck appear on Trademe last year.
The fact it was just the tractor unit and not the original truck AND trailer pair was actually advantageous, as displaying just the robot would be far easier than the transformed truck and, rather big when expanded, trailer base.
I came across a glass and mirror case in K Mart (intended for candles, apparently), which worked even better for my plans when inverted.
I used my extensive stash of model parts – wheels, bombs, fuel drop tanks, missiles etc. to make an appropriately mechanical / combative diorama base.
Then I spray painted it all black to give it a neutral / desolate poat-batfle / outer-space feel.
I drilled holes in the painted MDF and zip-tied Optimus’ feet to the base, to ensure he wouldn’t topple over in the display case.
Finally, I added the first ever Transformer I got as a child – a yellow Cliffjumper – to give Optimus some company, and adhered a large Transformers/Autobot sticker to the top of the case to complete the display.
The completed diorama looks great and will be a terrific display piece!
Covering 10 square kilometers along the top of the Maungaharuru Range, just north of Te Pohue, Harapaki is New Zealand’s second-largest windfarm. At roughly 1,100 meters above sea level, it is also the country’s highest.
It was fully commissioned by Meridian in July 2024 on time and within budget. In its first full week of operation Harapaki exceeded 170MW of generation several times and set a new Meridian record, with a daily mean of 156.6MW produced.
One thing that makes Harapaki special is its wind turbines – they’re Siemens direct-drive Typhoon-class turbines with no gearbox between the blades and the generator, making them more efficient and reliable than other turbines.
“Typhoon class turbines were originally designed for offshore wind farms and require less maintenance. This model of turbine is available only in New Zealand and Japan” says Chris More, Meridian Energy’s Head of Renewable Construction and Harapaki project overseer.
The Harapaki Wind Farm can produce a maximum of 176 megawatts of renewable energy, which is enough to power over 70,000 homes – roughly the equivalent of every household in Hawke’s Bay.
Harapaki will not, of course, be a power producer for our region exclusively.
Its location is adjacent to Transpower’s national grid lines that run between Wairaki, near Taupō, and Redcliffe, on the outskirts of Taradale in Napier. This means it can provide much needed power supply resilience to the North Island and beyond.
As anyone who had to wait for just one of the wind turbine blades to pass while they were being transported by road from the Port of Napier to the Harapaki site will know, these turbines are HUGE!
The towers alone are 85 meters high, and the diameter of the blades’ rotation is 120m. From ground to vertical blade tip, they stand 145 meters high – it’s no wonder you can see them from as far away as Napier!
Shortly after it was commissioned, Meridian’s Lachlan Forsyth (formerly of the legendary Campbell Live show) invited me up to view the wind farm first-hand. To see these 41 giant wind turbines up-close on site and stand underneath one of them while it slowly spun made even my 6’8” tall frame feel tiny.
By the People, For the People
Construction of the Harapaki Wind Farm involved a million “man-hours” of work, with around 2,500 people inducted onto the site during the project, roughly half of those being workers from Hawke’s Bay. The on-site security who greets you when you arrive on site are Te Pohue locals.
When Cyclone Gabrielle hit the region in February 2023, Meridian used the resources available on site and through their company’s networks to assist locals. That included flying in much-needed supplies and redeploying the site’s earthmoving equipment to help with clearing parts of State Highway 5 that had been blocked or washed out by the storm.
Meridian aims to assist locals further with its “Power Up Fund” which provides financial support to community groups in areas where they generate power. It allows community groups to apply for grant funding that can go towards things like community swimming pools, firefighting equipment, tree-planting and other local initiatives. “Harapaki shows we have the capability to deliver. We’ve got a world-class renewable construction team backed by a great group of contractors. What they’ve achieved in the face of COVID-19 and multiple weather events is truly outstanding,” says Guy Waipara, Meridian’s General Manager Development.
We here in Hawke’s Bay are SUPPOSED to be very parochial – Hastings vs Napier and never the twain shall meet, etc.
The truth is in recent years rather than being disparate regional towns, Napier and Hastings and Havelock North (calling “Havvers” a “Suburb of Hastings”, while technically correct might get you run out of town) have all essentially socially merged to be one big urban base. It doesn’t take more than half an hour to get from one side to the other – no different (possibly quicker?) than going from Mount Eden or Newmarket to Ponsonby in Auckland and with different facilities in each city commuting between the metropoli has become as common as going from Taradale to Tamatea.
The distance and differences, while smaller than before, are still interesting, giving us unique experiences without having to go too far afield.
We arrived at our glamping retreat on a chilly Friday evening and with gas fire and air conditioning going dozed off looking at the lights of Hastings and Peka Peka in the distance.
The next morning, we received two platters which are among the options the retreat provides – First, breakfast!
Bagels, fruit, muesli, bread, pancakes and smoked salmon for a healthy and fortifying start to the day.
Not long after, our picnic lunch arrived – Containing rolls, slices, cheeses, salad and pate!
I ducked into Havelock North village’s shops to get some of our daughter’s favorite sushi from Sushi Ten (a regular destination when it was previously in Taradale), and naturally had to stop in at Wardini Books.
Stepping off main arterial route that is Te Mata Road it doesn’t take long to not feel like you’re still in suburbia, with lots of flora and native birds like Tūī and Pīwakawaka swooping and singing in the trees, all the while with the gentle sound of the Karituwhenua Stream running through the middle.
Walking up one side of the stream to the top of the track and back on the other side took a leisurely 45 minutes to an hour, after which we went for a quick peek at the “Wooly Coos” – highland cattle that live in front of Te Mata Estate Winery.
We headed back into the village for a quick, early dinner at Mary’s.
We started with a Mojito and non-alcohol “NOjito” mocktail while our meals were being prepared. One thing I have done on these staycations is try things I have never or wouldn’t usually have.
For mains I had Beef Short Rib Croquettes with Harissa Mayo and Roasted Vegetable Salad, Whipped Feta & Pomegranate Molasses Dressing, while Mrs. in Frame had Pan Seared Fish Fillets, Pickled Vegetable Escabeche and Saffron Mayonnaise.
Everything was delicious!
Our last morning in Havelock North dawned with a stunning foggy outlook across the Heretaunga Plains.
Looking towards Peka Peka reminded me of looking across Hawke Bay from Hardinge Road in Ahuriri, Napier, to West Shore, with a foggy sea reaching out to the ranges.
From our accommodation in the Te Mata foothills we caught the briefest of glimpses of foggy coverage all the way out to actual Hawke Bay as we headed into town for a breakfast coffee at Workroom and pastries from Wright & Co.
Fog covers the Heretaunga Plains looking south-west to Peka Paka
We thoroughly enjoyed our second local staycation this year and would absolutely recommend visiting our Hawke’s Bay neighbor, Havelock North, and staying at the spectacular Enchanted Retreat whether you’re a local looking for a short break or visiting our awesome region!
With so much going on globally, it’s been easy to get overwhelmed. It’s simultaneously been very easy to get bored from the same old, same old locally.
We haven’t been in the position to jet off overseas to a tropical island beach, or some massive, heaving metropolis, but we ARE very fortunate to live in one of the most popular tourist destinations in New Zealand.
So, we stayed there – TWICE!
In late January we had a family night at Te Pania Hotel on Napier’s Marine Parade.
Miss InFrame wanted to stay somewhere that had room service (cheers, YouTube..), and Napier’s Scenic Circle Hotel had cheap nights going, so we spent Friday night / Saturday morning looking out over Hawke Bay.
We played “tourist”, going to Wardini Bookshop, and Mrs. InFrame bought a new handbag from Beja Flor.
We had a flash dinner at Te Pania’s restaurant, The Curve, before going across the road to Ocean Spa for an evening dip in their heated pools.
We woke the next morning to the stunning summer sun rising over Hawke Bay.
We did, indeed, get room service for breakfast, and ate with cricket on the television and Marine Parade glowing in the morning light outside our window
It was a great little break away, while still only being a few kilometers from home!
Inspired by our hotel stay, Mrs. InFrame had been looking for somewhere to celebrate our 20th wedding anniversary, which is coming up later this year a little early, because of other plans closer to the date.
Part tent, part Frank Lloyd Wright-esque glasshouse, the retreat was very flash, with smart home technology meaning fire, blinds, light and other features were merely a tablet press away!
The night we arrived it was absolutely heaving with rain, but we were still warm and dry in the opulent surroundings.
Only a few minutes from the middle of Havelock North, The Enchanted Retreat is set in amongst trees, overlooking a valley with Paki Paki, and the ranges to the west in the distance.
The rain had worn itself out by the morning and after a quick dip in the hot tub we ventured into Havelock North Village to get some breakfast from Ya Bon Table to go with the juices we had gotten from Hapi in Napier the day before.
After retreating back to the.. erm.. Retreat for a few hours to read, and catch up on Star Wars Andor episodes, we headed for Te Mata Peak to go for a walk amongst the redwoods.
(It really is fortunate that my phone camera takes panoramic photos horizontally AND vertically…)
Yet again only a few minutes from the middle of suburban Havelock North it really felt like you were in the middle of a wonderfully natural nowhere.
Back to nearby civilisation we went for a light, early dinner at Japanese Restaurant & Cocktail Bar Piku.
Before retiring, once again, to the hot tub to watch the sun set over the ranges.
It was a fantastic couple of nights, yet again so close to home, but also feeling far away.
If you’re looking at visiting my home region (or locals considering having a similar staycation) I can highly recommend these places!
I’ve long said the only thing I wanted to be in life was as good a father as you were – You set such a high standard by just being you – Kind, caring, loving, supportive.
I ask my daughter if I’m a good dad and she says I’m the best, so I must be doing something right. And I just do those same little things, too – Be supportive, loving, help out.
There has been a lot of that over the years:
Taking her Kiwi Cricket team throughout primary school – Not because I wanted her to play cricket – She wanted to play it because I do.
Always going to her sports/gymnastics/dancing/aerials practices and performances.
Going on school outings and camps.
I’ve (humorously) convinced her that there is a “Parenting Rule Book” (‘Rule One, Line one, Page one: “You MUST embarrass your child at every opportunity”!’), but we all know there is no such thing. It’s always been almost purely seat-of-your-pants stuff, hasn’t it?
Growing up sometimes a safe, happy, loving home is all you need. I was very fortunate that mine was.
I still wish you were here to lend a hand, give advice from when I was her age, or just tell me I’m doing OK.
Because as you get older it seems like you’re constantly told you’re wrong (even when you aren’t), but so seldomly told you’re doing well.
Feeling guilty that you have a secure job that is slowly driving you mad when others are losing their income source is rather brain-busting.
But it has had advantages – My work doesn’t care about developing me, so I’ve taken every bit of leave I can to help my daughter develop and experience new things.
The absolute best parts of last year were being one of the parents that accompanied her year group’s camp to Wellington for a week, and helping out when her class went sailing on Ahuriri Estuary.
Such brilliant kids!
I just hope we can provide them with the future they deserve, not the imminent apocalypse our current crop of global leaders appear hell-bent on driving us towards just to benefit their own financial enrichment.
I hope she’s happy wherever you are if that is the case.
This year will be my 20th wedding anniversary.
You two made it to 37, but we had a 13-year head start by comparison.
Like parenting I wonder how we do it sometimes. A few of our fellow school year’s parents have parted ways since primary school started.
Similarly, we don’t make anywhere as much as other families, yet still somehow manage to live comfortably on a single income like our family did growing up when others I know are earning far more individually and are on two incomes yet still seem to struggle.
I sometimes wonder if we are doing something right or wrong.
Admittedly, unlike us, most of them have more than one child, and I guess the extra costs and things like childcare must be taking a lot out of that income.
You never really know what others are going through, eh?
Do you hear me when I talk to you? I do it almost every day.
Asking your opinion, guessing what you’d say in similar situations, apologizing when I stuff something up.
I spent about 80% of my time quietly muttering “Sorry, Dad” while clearing out the garage and your shed of all the will-be-handy-some-day stuff you had collected over the decades when I was getting our old home ready for sale.
In the end there was a couple hundred dollars’ (and kilos) worth of metal, brass, nuts and bolts, old nails, copper pipe, wire and electrical bits and bobs across the various sheds and back yard that I took to the metal recyclers.
There was a lot of heavy physical lifting, and a lot of emotional weight – So many memories in those sheds.
I kept a lot of your hand tools, and those little plastic drawer sets full of new, unused nails, screws, rivets, etc.
I figure they will be handy someday…
I even repurposed some of the recycled native wood you had lying around into frames for some of the other gems I discovered.
It felt like a very “Dad” thing to do.
Speaking of making things you’ll be pleased to know your skilled woodworking genes that lay dormant for most of my life have finally kicked into gear!
The sheds are all gone now. And so are the back yard’s old features – The rotary washing line, the ancient lemon tree, the camelia you successfully moved from one side of the yard to the other. The tree outside your shed you would work in the shade of (I’ve kept bits of that for various modeling projects, so its memory lives on).
My wife alternates each year between the traditional and the New Zealand version, otherwise known as “A Pukeko in a Ponga Tree”.
This year was the Kiwi Christmas Deliciousness Edition.
The dishes usually have a direct correlation to the songs (Five Big Fat Pigs = Pork/Ham/Bacon), others use a fair chunk of artistic license as, if we stuck COMPLETELY to the original “Twelve Days” song’s days’ feathered features, we’d be swimming in poultry with French Hens, Swans a Swimming, Geese a Laying etc. etc. otherwise.
And while the fast-food chain Colonel Harland Sanders’ founded predates even McDonalds in New Zealand, so it holds a special place in our nation’s stomachs, I don’t think a “12 Days of KFC” would be dieticianaly advisable.
I’ll do my best to explain the pairing concepts as we go.
So sit back and prepare to adore what my true love made over the Twelve Days of Kiwi Christmas Deliciousness 2024
A Pukeko in a Ponga Tree
Broccoli & Anchovy Pasta with Blueberry Smoothies
Pukeko, otherwise known as the “Australasian Swamp Hen”, are blueberry-colored birds that live in or near creeks and wetlands. where they can feed on tiny fish (like anchovies). The penne pasta looks like Ponga logs, with the broccoli representing the ferny plume of the Ponga tree.
Two Kumara
Baked Kumara with Mole Sauce
Kumara are a sweet potato. For this dish we baked kumara, filled if with vegetables and chocolate mole sauce, which can represent the dirt or mud kumara are dug out of.
This is where the inspiration for this dish lies – Black Cake (like the feathers), with the cream and sprinkles representing the plume and blue-green hues,
Four Huhu Grubs
Prawn Mousse Filled Pasta Shells
Huhu grubs are a creepy crawly larva-like delicacy usually served at most “Wild Food” festivals. They are renowned for their gooey-squishiness when you bite into them.
The ribbed pasta shells resemble Huhu grubs, with the Prawn Mousse and Marinara Sauce giving them their squishy centre.
Five Big Fat Pigs!
Battenburg Cake
The pink outside of the plump Battenburg Cake represents portly pigs. The rich, sweet, chocolate cake that makes part of the cake began its life as a “muddy” mix, which pigs like to wallow in.
We think these mushroom balls look like Poi, E(h)?
(We only had enough spaghetti for my wife’s dish, so I had these smaller penne rings)
Seven Eels a-Swimming
Sushi
The Longfin Eel are native to New Zealand. and can be found in lots of muddy waterways – even the creek that runs past our house.
The Māori name for eel is “Tuna”, which is why Mrs. Frame had tuna sushi.
I had Katsu Chicken sushi. pictured above) with its nori seaweed wrapping looking like an eel wrapped around lettuce looking like waterway greenery.
Eight Plants of Puha and Nine Sacks of Pipis
Citrus Lymph Flush and Seafood Pizza
Puha is a leafy, green, wild vegetable that usually grows in or near waterways, so a detox drink made of verdant fruit and veges matches the liquid and color categories.
Pipis are bivalve mollusks like cockles. We kept the aquatic theme with seafood pizza.
Ten Juicy Fish Heads
Crab Stick Dogs
Despite the name, Crabsticks are usually made out of fish. Deep fried in batter they become very juicy. With some coleslaw salad and sauce the dogs got even juicier!
The addition of half a scoop of chips was just a given.
We have made these pastry-wrapped sausages several times before, usually around Halloween and called them “Mummy Dogs”, as, like piupiu, we cut the pastry into long strips, which we wrap around leg-like sausages.
We hope you’ve been inspired to try some of these, or your own version next Christmas.
From the Napier in Frame family to yours, we hope you had a Merry Kiwi 2024 Christmas and will have a safe and happy 2025 New Year!
My clearest memory of the original trilogy was seeing a “behind the scenes” documentary on TV one weekend showing how they did the special effects for Return of the Jedi and in particular the Endor speeder-bike chase.
Here I was – young and impressionable, watching how the most awesome movies ever made were created using what they called “models”, but to all intents and purposes for a six-year-old were TOYS!!!
I have a plan – I’m going to recreate my favorite movie memory!
With the modelling skills I’ve acquired over the years fizzing at the bung I set off on recreating a suitable diorama!
I order two Speeder Bikes and Scout Troopers. In an utter fluke I come across Endor Luke Skywalker and Princess Leia on sale at Farmers in Hastings. I can’t afford to get them there and then, but when I go back a few weeks later they are still there, so I buy them.
I got a clear acrylic case from The Warehouse to keep everything contained, tidy and dust-free. I print out an Endor-esque forest background onto an A4 sticker sheet and adhered it to the inside of the back wall of the display case.
I sprayed the base with a can of my modeling Tamiya Olive Drab spray paint that I used for the 1/72 Memphis Belle this year to make it look forest-ish at the very least
I had used off-cuts of this tree for previous model scenes over the years, so it also keeps my old back yard alive not just in my memory.
After test-placing the speeder bikes I glued them (and the figures in places too) to make sure they stood still and didn’t fall over when the case was closed..
I added the “trees” and some logs. These would help hide the clear plastic stands that the Speeder Bikes “fly” on. I noted there appeared to be a path of some kind on the background pic, so incorporated that into the corner of the base.
Now it was just a matter of adding the groundcover and lichen bushes to cover the base and any errant gaps in the scenery that popped up.
With the glue dried, ground cover, figures and Speeder Bikes secured I put the clear acrylic case on, literally encapsulating the scene.
Job done!
While I’m not expecting job offers from Lucasfilm, or Disney for my creative effort any time soon, I was still really pleased with the result – It recreated what I saw 40+ years ago and doing so allowed me to “play” with the coolest toys from the coolest movies ever again!
