Nest Update and high Tea at the Langham
The Nest is empty today. It doesn't
look disturbed so I think the babies have left. They looked just about
ready the other day. I feel like a proud Mom even though we were also almost
their destruction.
The Langham Hotel, advertises itself as Auckland’s plushest hotel
but I really hope it’s not. Oh, it’s
nice enough, an elegant classical décor tastefully done but it is ageing
now. The carpets blue background is
dotted with a few flowers. Very tasteful but now rather stained. The food was
OK in general and a few pieces were stunning but it had things like a club ham
sandwich – which is just that. What can I say? – it was cut small and not a
crust in sight but it was, in the end, a club ham sandwich. The macaroons
stuffed with blue cheese were delightful though.
The service was a good adequate, we didn’t
have teaspoons to serve the Jam and Whipped cream to go with the scones and we had
to ask for them.
But, I am not here to be a critique –
life is more exciting than that. The
girls were great and we enjoyed each other’s company. Turned out Cushla was the only New Zealander
in the group – we were all Pommes. The topic of being a zero generation New
Zealander came up. We all felt that we were now neither British nor New Zealand
but somewhat lost in between. I surprised the others and myself, when I
realised that I still felt that way, even after all these years. I love my adopted country but England is
where I was born, it is where I can stamp my feet and say
“Here I stand and generations before
me, this is the land that bred and birthed me, here I am tangata whenua”
