From the ” you don’t know what you don’t know ” department:
Three fresh figs ( there’s a wee tongue twister for you) were placed on my work desk this morning by the eccentric but generous woman who visits, and tries to sell all sorts of stuff to, the locals at the marae.
I looked up and had no idea what they were initially, until she told me. I had only seen them in dried form previously.
They look cool, and a little alien, but I haven’t eaten one yet.
Maybe I just want the mystery and kindness of the random gift to continue a little longer…
I took this shot of an antique dealer in a provincial New Zealand town coming back home from further afield .
Needed to find a special birthday gift for my wife ,entered the bursting at the seams but tidy shop .Managed to be talked into ,and sold, a gorgeous blood red coral necklace.
This obliging gentleman even hung it round my neck for size. This in a really conservative town! But I was happy with the likely fit for the donee. Really excellent and knowledgeable customer service. We got on like a house on fire, and in talking found we a mutual acquaintance. NZ is truly the land of two degrees of separation.
The charming man posed for a picture before I hit the road again. I really like this one, the emperor of the emporium seated on his throne ,surrounded by pre-loved vintage homeware and curios.
Plenty of history ,a heap of passion, and great facial hair!