The British Women’s Institute was founded on this day in 1915.
Malcolm Allison became our farm consultant when we converted part of our farm to dairying 14 years ago.
Always calm, reasonable and reasoned, he helped us through the challenges of conversion and expansion, outbreaks of TB, staff and management problems and other highs and lows of dairying.
He also introduced us to the delicious taste of venison ham when he gave us the leg of a deer he’d shot on one of his many hunting trips.
A couple of months ago we joined more than 100 other clients for a dinner at Riverstone Cafe for a farewell party in his hnour. It was an especially poignant gathering because he wasn’t going on to something better. He had terminal cancer and we were there to pay tribute to him before it was too late for him to know how much we valued him.
Ours was one of the farms scheduled for a visit during his final week at work last month, but his health took a sudden deterioration and for the first time in 14 years, he had to cancel.
Malcolm died last week and yesterday his family, friends, colleagues and clients crowded into the Oamaru Club for his final farewell.
We learned about the boy who grew up to be the first in his family to graduate; the man who loved farming, tramping and hunting, the rugby player and club stalwart,; and the consummate professional who gave his best in his personal and professional lives.
There was both laughter and tears as we celebrated the life of a man who lived life to the full but sadly not for long enough.
Which is worse, climate change or genetic engineering?
People who fear both may need to answer that if genetically modified clover is proven to reduce greenhouse emissions in stock.
Shades of the green conundrum: what would you do if you found an endangered bird eating an endangered plant?
What many regard as the beautiful game doesn’t feature on my radar and when I’ve come in ear shot of the TV while the World Cup’s been on the sound of the vuvuzelas, has driven me away.
But excitement is contagious and I have to applaud the All Whites for the 1-1 draw this morning.
Like the Hand Mirror, this is probably the only post I’ll write about the World Cup (soccer) edition.
For more informed views:
Keeping Stock has some bleary eyed reflections.
At No Minister Barnsley Bill says goooooooal
Kiwiblog says well done the All Whites – and philosophers may be interested in his comment that anything that isn’t a loss is a win.
And Not PC mixes art and sport with Glad Day William Blake.
Stuff’s new game of spot the funny numbers is entertaining.
They’ve got copies of all the ministerial credit card receipts released under the OIA and are inviting readers to help them spot irregularities.
But it pays not to get too excited too soon because large amounts don’t necessarily mean anything’s amiss.
A six figure bill with sums of 167, 310 and 10,000 for dinner for a ministerial party (page 47) on Steve Chadwick”s card might look like it’s worth a question.
Except it’s in Chilean pesos and if an online calculator is to be believed $167,310 is only $NZ449. She ought to have had reciepts but the sum once converted probably isn’t a lot for a meal for several people.