Some say that time is a healer... they may be right but sometimes time is guilty of just allowing us to forget. One thing I can’t forget is the passing of my Father and I still find it hard to believe that he has been gone for two and a half years now.

One day earlier this year I was dyeing some yarn and one of the colours just reminded me of Dad. Don’t ask me why, perhaps the blues reminded me of his eyes, perhaps it was because it was sock yarn and I was thinking back to the socks I had knitted for him... either way I ended up calling the colourway ‘Douglas’ after him. I’ve put a skein of it away in my stash and every time I look at it I smile because it sparks off memories that I have of Dad. One day I’ll get around to knitting it up into a pair of socks for me... perhaps I'll call that pattern Douglas too! Watch this space.
Some of you might remember the tribute to him which I wrote and blogged back then, for those who are interested here is the link...
I mention it again now because towards the end of it I said that I wanted to acknowledge his involvement in the sport of woodchopping by sponsoring an event at the Gisborne Agricultural and Pastoral (A&P) Show. I wasn’t able to make it happen in 2009 for various reasons but I did make it happen last year. I've made a commitment to the Gisborne A & P Association to provide sponsorship money for a five year period in return for one of the woodchopping events to be renamed the Doug Herbison Memorial. So this time last year Ian and I travelled up to Gisborne to go to the A&P Show and watch the woodchopping competition. I hadn’t been back to Gisborne for well over twenty years so it was quite amazing to see what had changed in the small coastal city... and the things that hadn’t changed at all.
We drove out to the village of Te Karaka where we lived for three years when I went to primary school... speaking of which here is the school I went to from 1976 – 1979.

... and the beautiful little church across the road...

And this is the property we lived in. We rented the house off the local council for the princely sum of $5.00 per week... but that was big money back then... ten times my weekly pocket money. We also leased a paddock behind the property and cut the grass to make hay which we sold... it was also where our pet goat, Shelly, was safely away from Mum’s delicious flower gardens. It looks quite overgrown now but what was so nice to see was that a few of the trees were actually ones that we had planted.

Back in those days our telephone number only had three digits, Te Karaka 696, and we only had reception for one television channel... in black and white. My how things have changed... for the better?

We moved from Te Karaka into Gisborne when my parents bought the lease on a corner store there. Let’s just say it wasn’t exactly in the best part of town but it was in the days before weekend trading, EFT POS and big supermarkets. Mum and Dad worked extremely hard and the business was very successful while we were there. This is what the shop looked like when we drove by.

Walking through the city was very interesting... the old shops I used to go to were still there... Muirs Bookstore, Colliers Menswear, Bramwells Pharmacy. I couldn’t resist making a purchase in each store and was even more surprised that Colliers Menswear used the same printed paper bags from twenty years ago. I’m assuming they must have bought in bulk way back then.

Anyway back to the A&P show and the woodchopping... despite some completely atrocious weather in the lead up the show the sun came out to shine and add proof to the claim that Gisborne is indeed the first city in the world to greet the sun each day by nature of New Zealand being in the first time zone and Gisborne being the easternmost city of the North Island.

So here a few pictures from the woodchopping.


I was amazed that some of the competitors in Dad’s memorial event were actually his contemporaries he used to compete against. It was great to see them still competing against younger men and still enjoying the sport. Woodchopping is always a spectacular crowd pleaser.

I couldn’t resist having a look at some of the home exhibits, carefully displayed behind animal fencing, I used to enter the knitting categories when I was little but I can’t for the life of me remember if I won anything or not.

This was in the dressed doll category... I wondered if the seamstress was channelling Liberace at the time. Spooky is a very good word to use...

Then there were the sheep... it is an A&P show after all...

And I found the wool class winners quite interesting too... not to mention a great trophy for this category.

I’ve been talking about last year so you’re probably wondering what’s happening this year, well...
The 2011 Gisborne A&P show is on this weekend! Unfortunately I’m not able to travel up for it this year but I have sent the sponsorship money through to the A&P association to ensure that Dad’s memorial event can take place again this year.
So if you feel like seeing the country come to town and you’re going to be on the East Coast this weekend pop on down to the show. I can guarantee that you'll have a great day.