I left New Zealand mid-2003, bound for Istanbul and a new lif. After two years, a Belgian guy lured me into his world, deep in the heart of Europe. For a long time I was an in-process immigrant. One day we married. These days it's about photography, a little red wine and wandering ... and so the journey goes.
Wednesday, January 02, 2008
By crikey, kiwis are tough ...
"You don't win nothing for having a bull fall on top of you either.
"There's no money in that at the rodeo," Church said. I'm sorry but I couldn't resist adding this story in the New Zealand Herald.
The choice is yours as to whether you read of the cowboy's annoyance over the incident ...
I looked at it Peter, then looked at it again, and decided it wasn't something I'd forget in a while and I'd best post it someplace :)
My mother's cousins were rodeo people down in Southland and in less related news, I once won a couple of certificates Western riding ... lol, I sat on this superb horse called Oyster and he did his competing thing.
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Ouch, that must have hurt...
Went to a few rodeos when I lived in Oklahoma. I also had a friend who dated a rodeo clown.
Quite the sport. Quite the life.
I looked at it Peter, then looked at it again, and decided it wasn't something I'd forget in a while and I'd best post it someplace :)
My mother's cousins were rodeo people down in Southland and in less related news, I once won a couple of certificates Western riding ... lol, I sat on this superb horse called Oyster and he did his competing thing.
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