Local Heart, Global Soul

May 15, 2020

The Shop Display…

In the downstairs shop of the “Kloosterbrouwerij Haagsche Broeder” (Brothers of the Hague Kloister Brewery), is the shop that sells the beer (on a large old workbench), as well as various other products. Although I have faith, I am really not into religious figures for permanent display. Now though, upon further inspection, I may just spy a donkey (or am I mistaken and it’s a horse?) along with a baby Jesus on a bottom shelf that could fit nicely into a nativity display I have for the bottom of the Christmas tree. It was busy in the shop so getting photographs of the entire shop layout without “bodies directly in front of the lens” wasn’t possible.

(photograph © Kiwidutch)

(photograph © Kiwidutch)

(Below): An excellent piece of recycling…

(photograph © Kiwidutch)

(Below): leaded glass in the doors between the upstairs chapel and the shop below.

(photograph © Kiwidutch)

October 7, 2019

I’m Right! … Actually Maybe Not!

Our house has been undergoing a massive renovation this year, so we have taken the chance to do a massive Spring Clean in slow stages around all of the work. It’s been a slow process because we had no idea just how much “stuff”we had accumulated, and  the bewilderment of how many parts of toys were sperad out in so many different areas of the house. (I’m not even sure how some bits got into so totally unrealated boxes in the first place… we have toy goblins who make mischief it seems). Christmas Tree decorations also suffered this fate, so when a little bix of Christmas bits turned up, I recognised a small stained glass orgament that I bought as part of a set in New Zealand.

Kiwi Daughter immediately exclaimed: “Ooooh THAT, I remember that one! I made that so long ago when one time we had to go to one of those School Holiday programe thing that Little Mr and I both hated.” (Himself and I both had to work at the time, so the kids had to an organised childcare programme for the week – tears and drama galore from them both, they HATED it with a vengence, so we did it twice from sheer necessity and then never again).

I tried to tell her that: “No… this angel was one I bought in New Zealand.” She disagreed vermently, this was the one she made. Ok, kid, have it your way. Vindication came about ten minutes later then there was an excited: “Hey! Look at Thi….  …Ohhh”. Silence, Then an explosion of giggles. She had something in her hand that she didn’t want to show me. Eventually when she could mange to talk she showed me what was wrapped in tissue paper in her hand, and said: “uhhh, actually THIS is the one I made in that horrible school holiday programme” Then more laughter. I think that for you, photographs will explain more than words ever could…

(photograph © Kiwidutch)

(photograph © Kiwidutch)

I must note though: if there was a fire in the house, it’s Kiwi Daughters ornament I would save in a nano second, the other one, beautiful as it is, would not even get a second glance. One may be professional and expensive, the other is the real treasure and priceless.

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