Nothing beats homemade soup, for taste and nourishment, or warming up the memories, says Major Blunder. Ah, Gentle Reader, what is it about soup that so stirs the memory and sets the stomach growling? And not so much the store-bought, high-tech, pureed, made-in-ten-minute, containing-unknown-ingredient-and/or-mystery-protein variety either. Rather the actual, homemade, boring, old-fashioned, cheap meal, filled
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It’s the time of year again to pause to Remember Them, and reflect on what sacrifice means, writes Major Blunder. Before dawn on the 25th thousands of us across the country will rise quietly – not really the morning for a boisterous start to the day – possibly consume a sustaining draught, and make our
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– but not the type you think. N8N was alerted to a visit to Gordonton by Major Blunder, Officer Commanding, Fifth Waikato Dragoons Regiment, Northern Command, Alf’s Imperial Army. Following on from a successful Battle of Hastings held last year at Puketaha School, it is clear the Major is Up To Something. One understands there
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Rain, Gentle Reader, Rain! Glorious, cooling, wet, delicious, drifting, dripping, persistent, and on a rare occasion, HEAVY RAIN, writes our very own Major Blunder in this reflection on precipitation. Not that this has broken the drought by any stretch of the imagination, but the psychological effect of water falling from the skies with intent after
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Major Blunder contemplates the good things in life, which includes a jolly good curry or two. One enjoys food, and there is nothing unusual in that, but one of the beauties of living in such a vibrantly multi-cultural society is the availability of so many varied ethnic dishes. In particular the great variety of
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Major Blunder makes a plea for fundraisers to observe the finer points of running raffles, for the future of all. One writes this admittedly feeling a trifle irritated – one considered the merits of full-bodied fruit cake, but trifle is called for here. As an Incorporated Society (yes, it is indeed true), the Regiment often
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