Busking boys plonked themselves down in the middle of the Sunday market & made enough to pay for their petrol to get home in an hour or two when they came to visit over Christmas time.
suddenly dreaming of halcyon days, leaning out over this very balcony.
Our little visitors were so taken with the ambience & delights of Napier that we agreed to return with them for a Vintage Picnic one evening last week.
"Just down there looks like a grand spot", Ratty suggested.
Swathes of green clipped grass spread before us long. A fountain playfully sprinkling distantly & the sea air gently cooling us from off shore, we settled down on the splendid picnic rugs,
tiffen tin temptingly waiting
& a fine picnic was quite soon unpacked.
"Oh how delicious!" cried Mole ecstatically.
As we told the Willows, the Tom Parker Fountain was set in pride of place on the Marine Parade a very long time ago, in 1936, at the time of the rebuild & restoration of the city; after the catastrophic earthquake of 1931 that redefined the history & re-characterized the layout of the whole province.
The land came up & the sea went down & lots & lots of buildings fell over or burnt to the ground.
"Whoever is that?" the boys wanted to know.
"There's a Maori legend that tells of Pania the beautiful sea-maiden who married a Maori chieftain, but things didn't work out so well & Pania drowned just off the beach..families! There are those that say you can see her in the waves to this day," he told them.
Much love to you all x0x0x0x