Heaven Bent is a gospel choir based in Auckland. My friend Nancy sings in the choir, and I have had the privilege of enjoying their music cds over the last few years and I follow their progress with much interest.
This morning I enjoyed watching another of their performances on TV this morning.
If you’re in Auckland this Saturday, then you’ll be well advised to head down to the Playhouse Theatre at 15 Glendale Road, Glen Eden. The tickets are $30 ($22 unwaged) and are available by calling 027 222 9049. For more information email email@example.com
Today was the last day for the flower festival at the Catholic church in Belper. The flowers were very pretty as was the church.
My favourite one was the one with the shepherd made from jute bag hessian.
Tales from the Kava Bowl
A Heart’s Path
“I am my brother’s keeper”
Directed by: Kate-Louise Elliott, Assistant Director: Matariki Whatarau Produced by: Natalie Malietoa-Moa
From the writer of “Kingdom of Lote”, Suli Moa presents his second play; a contemporary Tongan tale, that takes you on a journey through the obstacles of urbanisation and akonaki (life lessons).
A Heart’s Path is a tale of reality, where we as people have a choice to value the importance of its akonaki (life lessons). The paths of the three siblings Mafu, Mele and Kepu, each tell a separate tale of which young and old can draw their own conclusions, right or wrong.
With the loss of their Fa’e (Mother), the Hala siblings face the challenge of finding a balance of surviving in the Modern society of Aotearoa, without forgetting their Tongan Culture and Traditions.
This new piece of gripping contemporary Pacific theatre, presents a heartfelt tale that will leave you speechless.
PART OF THE “MATALA” FESTIVAL 2012
Michael Koloi, Nastassia Wolfgramm, Albert Mateni and Suli Moa
The Allestree community were gathered in the local hall this weekend for a fundraiser for the CRY charity.
It was a very well attended event, and the variety of bands was impressive.
We missed the first band unfortunately, but I heard they were a brilliant opening act. The highlight of the night, in fact was a young lady who played the acoustic guitair.
The second band in the line up had a lead female vocalist who looked just adorable! They played a range of styles which was good. The Katy Perry song was not a favourite of mine but the others were lovely.
The third act was a young man doing rap. At first I was rather distressed, thinking oh no! However by the time he had got into his third and fourth songs, I began to move to the groove! The music backing was up beat and very catchy. Definitely rhythms to inspire you to dance. ….. But it was still only 9pm and people stood in groups, rather refusing to move. With the lights still bright, and people sitting down around tables in the back of the room, I imagine those standing in the front may have felt a bit self conscious. It was a one man band so he did very well. I wasn’t all that keen on his voice, but he is young with plenty of promise. What he lacked in pitch he more than made up for it in enthusiasm and charisma. By the time he finished he had the crowds standing up waving their hands in the air, clapping and dancing to the music! Brilliant!
But the night is still young…
… and there is more to come..,
The next act up was a group of lean young men, playing the drums, the electric guitars and singing. Delightful.
But the best of the night was act 5 who were clearly a professional band with exceptional skills. An absolute treat indeed! And a perfect end to evening.
The event made well over £900 which for one evening was a huge success!
A fantastic evening all round!
In the rural village of Stenson I came across a little cafe that is located in the ground floor of a larger house that looks like it was formerly a pub.
The cafe sits on the banks of the river. The tables and deck chairs on the veranda near the embankment was full of families with small children and senior citizens too. The chatter was non stop. It was definitely a lively and happy place to be.
The cakes on display were irresistible so I could not help myself. I bought the chocolate cake to try it out, and it was rather good. Not as good as the cake I like to get from the Lido in Wellington (NZ) but it was still very tasty.
For my main lunch I ordered the ever popular bap, with sausage, bacon & egg.
My husband’s uncle is not well and is undergoing tests now at the private hospital near Vallo. We dropped in to say hi. I think the last time I saw him would have been September at my brother-in-law’s wedding near Naples. My parents recall fond memories of time spent with them, dancing the night away at my wedding in Scario a few years ago, and asked me to send their regards. My husband’s uncle also remembered them in New Zealand and asked too to send his regards to them.
The hospital he was staying in impressed me tremendously. It appeared more like a luxury hotel rather than a hospital. The views from the hotel rooms to the sea were gorgeous. The reception foyer was grand and I particularly admired the pretty pink tree growing in and out of the foyer, and the sleek furniture.
The car park was very cleverly planned. It had solar covered panels to provide shade to the cars while at the same time generating electricity for the hospital. Now that’s ingenuity for you!
The road to Palinuro. Where to begin? From where we were, we had two options. We could drive past Scario and follow the road along the coast until we reached the beach resorts at Palinuro. This option is the scenic route ideal for sightseers with plenty of time.
The second option, which is the one we took, along with our entourage of vehicles was the fast route travelling along the motorway and then turning off at the last moment to the very windy road that leads to Palinuro.
Oh yes, we are still in the Cilento region. It’s very mountainous here and so it should go without saying that the roads are very windy. If you are prone to travel sickness, watch out!
Come prepared, that’s all I can say.
You may notice that in one photo there appears to be a very high and very long and curvy bridge. That is in fact part of the motorway. Rather daunting I thought. Given to fear of heights, the sight of that bridge/highway is dizzying.
You’ll also spot another photo where if you look very closely you can see the ruins of a little village clinging to the cliffs.