Julie Cotton

Don’t ‘ya’ just love a good ole committee? I just cannot imagine too many of us grey haired varieties that haven’t sat on at least...

By crikey we’ve had some rain! And to be honest, the farm feels like one big “bog hole”. Not that I’m complaining about the rain....

The grapevine, or the Bush Telegraph if you prefer, is definitely alive and kicking in rural parts. I recently heard something about myself through this...

My family and I have been kind of “glamping” of late. For the uninitiated, “glamping” is a form of camping with style! We are working...

By Julie Cotton I find merit in that old fashioned phrase “speak now or forever hold your peace”, so here it goes. The situation with...

Winter is coming and I am not ashamed to say that I am a complete “Sooki la la” when it comes to the cold. Puffer...

By Julie Cotton I am completely over the telecommunications (or lack thereof) in rural Rodney and I would say I speak for a great many...

I devoured my Kiwi summer in the same fashion that I devoured my watermelon – until my belly burst. Closed borders have seen us renew...

I am partially passionate for a good ole cowboy movie, so I took myself off to the Warkworth Rodeo last month where I had a...

“Do the mahi, get the treats” what a perfect way to describe the diving for and collection of kina. Our endearing Maori equivalent of a...