Posted by: rivettingkatetaylor | June 24, 2010

An inspirational lady

The funeral of a fellow Takapau golfing lady this week was an eye opener for a young thing like me (well, young in comparison!)

Biddy Moore was 96. She was still playing golf this time last year, albeit with the help of a golf cart. She went for a ride on her daughter’s polo pony on her 90th birthday… etc etc the celebration of her life was full of little stories like that. The guard of honour we made after the service, with our clubs arched over the path of the coffin, was an extremely poignant moment for me.

My first encounter with Biddy was as a new golfer, who mistakenly thought getting drawn against a (then) 94 year old at golf was a sure win. I out drove her off the tee every time. But surely and steadily – pop, pop, pop she went, up the middle of the fairway (as opposed to me zigzagging my way from trees on one side to trees on the other side), one chip, one putt and the hole was hers. More than once. A true lesson in not reading a book by its cover. And a true lesson in the nature of golf.

Not taking the opportunity to interview Biddy will be something I will regret for a long time. I was going to do a story on her while she was still playing golf, but a few weeks later, she had to give up the game she loved (age 95) and the story no longer had the same meaning. I should have interviewed her anyway – I wish I had.

To see the mark this wonderful, sweet lady made on the other ladies at golf is inspiring.  It’s easy to say nice things about people once they’ve passed, but she was honestly one of those people who was always positive, always smiling, always optimistic (which can be difficult at golf sometimes!) and always friendly.

Golf only became her hobby in her sixties (she won some titles but I can’t remember what they were). So with me starting in my 30s, I should have a nice little low handicap by the time I’m 95?!

When a friend of mine died when I was 21, there was a rainbow in the sky that morning and the minister tied some of the service around rainbows. When the friend’s nana died a few years later (a lovely nana with a nature very similar to Biddy), a double rainbow appeared on the morning of her funeral. Almost every time I see rainbows, I think of them, and I think of others I love who have passed on.

So I had to stop and photograph some very cool rainbows on my way home from Biddy’s funeral. Isn’t it funny how sometimes things in your memory or from your past, suddenly come into force once again. It seemed only fitting that this rainbow could be seen across the golf club.

 

For whatever reason, I love rainbows. 

RIP Biddy – you were an inspiration.

Posted by: rivettingkatetaylor | June 21, 2010

Who would have thought soccer would rule the day?

Most rural New Zealanders would have scoffed if you’d told them a few years ago that the All Blacks would wallop Wales in the last-ever test at Carisbrook and not rate a mention in Monday morning’s news.

This rural New Zealander would have scoffed if you’d told her she would be awake two Monday mornings in a row to watch soccer.

Until my son started playing soccer last year I had never even watched a full game (and probably really still hadn’t as they are on quarter fields!)

Growing up in rural Otago/Southland, soccer was not on the radar in any way, shape or form in the 70s or 80s. I don’t remember the fanfare that went with NZ’s last foray into World Cup football. I didn’t really even know it existed until a friend of a friend started dating a soccer player and we never saw her around anymore (Alexandra) and then I moved to Napier, home of the Napier City Rovers, at that stage headed by the football mad Colin Stone, now head of Sport Hawke’s Bay, and also at the time, home to a young and now outstanding goal keeper Mark Paston.  Today’s goal scorer Shane Smeltz used to play there too!

Working with Ross Holden at Newstalk ZB also introduced me to the intricacies (and the passions) of the round-ball game. Then hearing Martin Devlin on Radio Sport every morning thanks to husband’s love of anything sport (I now know Thomas supports Liverpool. Still not sure why….) Martin’s fanatical support of ManU and the other guy, Miles, on his show, football was a word that was uttered more often in our household.

But I still wasn’t into it.

Even when I attended a rural youth conference in Germany in the midst of the 1998 World Cup, I didn’t understand the furore of emotions that ran through my South American, European and African counterparts at the conference. 

But with an eight-year-old son now loving the game and demanding to be woken in the middle of the night for the All White’s World Cup matches, the tide has turned.

Half the All Whites also rival Dan Carter and his mates in the looks stakes! And they take their shirts off. Bit too much emotion for many NZers to handle but worth looking aye? 🙂 

I’m on the tidal wave of football interest flowing through the country. I give up.  So they only score once or twice – the near misses and stolen chances are just as exciting as when the All Blacks near their try line.

Let’s hope the All Whites can have a win over Paraguay and go to the next level. We would have had the “best-ever, greatest, most fantastic, history-making moment” in New Zealand football history not once, not twice, but three times!

Posted by: rivettingkatetaylor | June 4, 2010

Have you had stock stolen?

It’s about time an indepth story was done on the extent and cost of stock theft in NZ.

As a freelance journalist, it’s something I could sink my teeth into.

So…. if you have any stories or contacts you could pass on, please do so!

A link attached to Facebook for my Stolen Stock blog the day before yesterday attracted some good stories from the South Island, including one where a pen of sheep at the local sale raised a red flag with some farmers…. on investigation, pen counts had differed overnight and someone had entered a pen of stolen sheep! The cheek.

It’s the same story as the lollies stolen from a corner dairy. Not worth much? What about $1 times 10,000+ dairies and supermarkets in the country. It adds up.  Farmers think lambs should be worth more…. it would help if they still owned them at the time of slaughter!

communiKate@ihug.co.nz

Posted by: rivettingkatetaylor | June 2, 2010

Stolen stock

An illegal slaughterhouse was discovered in Hastings this week after a more gross find – 14 sheep crammed in the back of a car.

Do you remember being told about the parental threat to sit you down and make you smoke a whole packet of cigarettes in one go and make you so sick you’d never want to smoke again?  Maybe we should do the same with those 14 sheep. Not a nice roast lamb though. The guts, the tripe, the offal (once I’ve had a fry-up – complete with bacon and mushrooms… yum) where was I? That’s right, feed them the lot. Uncooked. In one go. Natural justice. Make them sick. Make them so sick they never want to eat red meat ever again. i.e. never steal red meat again.

Farmers shouldn’t have to put up security cameras to guard lambs. But I guess we’ve been looking after our machinery and bikes too well, it’s time for them to start on the livestock, which stand unprotected behind a flimsy four wire fence. Maybe we need to up to the voltage on the hotwires (unless they’ve already stolen the battery units). Maybe we could come up with a drench that gives people a major dose of the runs if the animals are eaten within the holding period.

There’s a good reason for farming at some of our country’s more isolated communities – it’s too far for the baddies to travel to get a free feed.

Posted by: rivettingkatetaylor | June 1, 2010

Size does matter

There’s a call to standardise the amount of chips you get in a scoop from a fish and chip shop. Hear hear!

Apparently they range from 275g (cooked) up to 425g-ish. I can’t picture how many chips that is but I’m sure I’d rather have the latter!

We usually get one scoop when we have a family fish and chip night and it’s enough to have a good feed without havng to shove the last one down your throat even though you know you shouldn’t.

But we had a short notice fish and chip night at a friend’s house recently and two scoops was pitifully short of the mark.

It would be good to know exactly what you’re getting.

It’s not a major though really, for us, because we might only have fish and chips once a month. It’s still the cheapest takeaways out there – usually getting change for a $20 for the four of us. Chinese is yummiest but it’s a $6 pottle for Lachlan and I and $8 for dad and Sarah – it adds up doesn’t it. There’s a new Indian place in Waipukurau we haven’t tried yet – might be a bit far removed from meat and three vege for my two!

Subway? That’s allegedly the healthiest but you pay for it don’t you.  The foot long ones are $9 each at least so we could easily spend $36 (with Dad and Sarah fighting over the uneaten end of Lachlan’s).

And McDonalds? Now that Sarah has discovered Quarter Pounders and Lachlan goes for chicken nugget 10 packs (both large combos) there’s not much change left over for a chocolate sundae for dad. I say thank goodness for the chicken wraps.

Note: We’re talking less than once a month for takeaways so I’m not feeding them up on this stuff on a weekly basis.

We do take our own food when travelling distances. But stopping at a cafe is part of the journey most of the time. Seeing new things and trying food that you can’t be sure you will like (but Mum’s paid for it, so get it down ya!)

On our last trip driving from Hawke’s Bay to Lake Wakatipu, we had McDonalds for breakfast at 6am on the way to our ferry crossing (up at 4am!) But it just DID NOT compare with the sandwiches etc on the banks of the Wairau River near Blenheim six or seven hours later.

Posted by: rivettingkatetaylor | May 31, 2010

Trivial truths about Freemasonry

Okay, I’ve already stolen a headline this morning so in a moment I’m going to steal the rest of the story.

I have had many discussions over the years (not all positive) about an organisation my Dad was involved with for most of his adult life. Freemasonry. Lodge.

I remember Dad bringing out his black dress shoes for us to nugget and polish (I can’t remember how frequently) as he got dressed up in his dinner suit, shaved and old spiced ready for Lodge.

Occasionally, we would hear him reciting words out of the little blue book that sat in his bedside drawer.  I’ve seen photos of him with the regalia on but I can’t remember how high he got (Master of West Otago Lodge, Mum?)   And fond memories are also recalled of Lodge picnics at Parkhill Domain or the Heriot Golf Club with softball, lolly scrambles, sausage sizzles and Santa.

Lodge was never negative for me and I had a few stand up rows with one or two devout Catholics in my sixth or seventh form year mainly about the fact the Lodge members accepted the faith of other members, which meant a Hindu or Muslim could stand next to a Christian – the overriding factor was that a member of the Lodge had to believe in “a superior being”.  

Around that time, The Lodge also organised debutante balls in Tapanui every couple of years.  Good school friend Gavin was my partner for mine. I still have a framed photo of me with Mum and Dad in my white dress(which I also still have – in the box along with Mum’s own deb dress!) They taught us all how to dance – the good one Gay Gordons and others – and we were the centre of attention for the evening. Great promotion for the Lodge as well, even if the meaning of being a deb had changed since my mother’s day! (It used to be a coming out into society thing, whereas we’d long been out!)

In my more recent history, I won a young achiever’s award through Young Farmers and the Royal Agricultural Society (and sponsored by Freemasons) in 2000. As well as the prize money, the winner at the time also received a shepherd’s crook with a merino horn (engraved with name, award and year) from Mr Laurie Inder of Central Otago, the-then Grand Master of the NZ Freemasons (apologies if I have that title wrong).

Since moving to Hawke’ s Bay 17 years ago, I have dealt with many members of the Lodge in various forms and have never had reason to doubt the sincerity and worthwhile nature of this organisation. And glimpses of the compass and square “logo” on their buildings flashes me back with a quick memory of my Dad.

And imagine my surprise when one of  my favourite book characters, Jamie from Diana Gabaldon’s Outlander series, becomes a Freemason in an English prison during the Jacobite Rising, which united the imprisoned men who came from dozens of different clans. Cool.

Quite frankly, I don’t think my Dad (and others with him) would have been part of an organisation that was bad in any way, shape or form.

Anyhoooo, here’s a link to the article that caught my attention on the stuff.co.nz website this morning from Rhonda Markby from the Timaru Herald.  Actually I just fund two links so you can go to both if you wish.

http://www.stuff.co.nz/timaru-herald/news/3672104/Freemason-exhibit-offers-some-answers

http://www.stuff.co.nz/national/3756419/The-trivial-truths-about-Freemasons (as reads below)

It could be a Trivial Pursuit question: Which organisation has donated $3 million to hospices this year, has members of many faiths and is the biggest private provider of scholarships to New Zealand universities?

The 50 people who turned out to the Everything you wish to know about Freemasonry but were afraid to ask session in Timaru yesterday now know the answer.

The afternoon was organised by the South Canterbury Historical Society and Friends of the Museum to coincide with the museum’s Freemasons exhibition.

On hand to answers the questions were The Grand Lodge of New Zealand’s grand master Stan Barker, grand secretary Laurence Milton and chairman of directors Neville Patrick.

The questions ranged from why there are no women in the lodges, to whether Catholics could join, and what was behind the “goat” jokes.

So why no women in the lodge? It would take a change at international level to allow that. It’s an organisation that aims to make men “better men”. There were still roles for women. Mr Milton’s wife was heavily involved in his lodge’s social committee and charity work.

Is the lodge dying off? The “flower power, hippy generation” were not interested in the lodge, meaning there is a missing generation. New Zealand membership reached a high of 47,000 in 1964. More younger members are joining than ever before, but older members are dying.

What’s the regalia about? The symbolism teaches members the lessons of life, just as the regalia a church minister wears has special significance.

Are masons anti-Christian? Certainly not. Every freemason must believe in a superior being. Many are Christians and choose the Bible as their “sacred law” on which they swear their “obligation”. Yet Mr Barker has been at ceremonies where five “sacred laws” have been used because of the different beliefs of members.

“You can have a Muslim sitting next to us, and a Hindu on the other side. It teaches tolerance and you expect the same back.”

What they must all have is high moral standards.

Do freemasons help each other? One criminal who gave the masonic sign to a British judge was sentenced to hang – proof there was no favouritism.

The organisation probably helps non members more. It has already donated $3 million to hospices this year, funds university research into gerontology, brain disease and paediatrics, and is the largest private provider of university scholarships.

Can you leave the lodge? Yes. Some choose to. Others are expelled when they breach the high moral standards demanded, or are convicted of an imprisonable offence.

// And what about the goats? Lodge buildings used to be on large sections and while the grass might be mowed in residential areas, in the rural areas a farmer Freemason might tie up a goat to eat the grass. With the buildings having no windows, rumours were rife as to why the goat was there.

A “goat” is also a traditional mason’s tool – a two legged lifting device. Some say the lodge’s symbol, the square and compass, looks like a goat head with horns when turned upside down. Anything else you might have heard about Freemasons and goats is purely myth.

It was not the first time Mr Milton had been asked the “goat” question.

No comment from me on the goats.

Posted by: rivettingkatetaylor | May 28, 2010

Overseas Investment Office should say no

Let’s hope Landcorp does put in a bid for the 16 North Island farms at the centre of controversy over their potential sale to a Chinese-backed investor.

The former Crafar Farms properties  in Waikato, Bay of Plenty, King Country, Wanganui and Taranaki are in the hands of receivers.

Landcorp is apparently doing “due diligence”, although a final decision on whether to submit a tender was still to be made.

AS far as I can tell, the Chinese bid for these properties should not be allowed to go ahead.

It has been widely reported the Chinese business group in question bought four dairy farms earlier this year without the approval of the Overseas Investment Office.

Those sales should be stopped/withdrawn and the company should have to go back to square one. Just like every one else, it should have to go through the correct channels – not fill out the paperwork after it gets caught.

Posted by: rivettingkatetaylor | May 24, 2010

Murphy’s Law

You put up with a problem with your laptop because you’re working to deadline. Then it dies. On deadline.

Then you realise the back up programme you thought was backing up your work to an external hard drive… wasn’t.

Think bad words. Think very bad words.

Posted by: rivettingkatetaylor | May 20, 2010

Beef Expo-ing

Returning from a day at the Beef Expo has meant many photos to download and lots of stories to write.

This week they’re for a Dominion Post rural feature publishing next week – one page-ish apiece for Young Farmer Contest, Farm Environment Awards, bulls, Angus bulls and Mt Mable Angus.

Let’s start with Mt Mable Angus. They sold a bull at Expo for $25,000 to the oldest stud in the country, Turihaua from Gisborne.  Well done Megan and Kevin. I think I mentioned them in a small world blog a month or so ago – I was sent their information by the Dom for the feature, organised to phone them for an interview, then rocked up to a woolshed party at their place with hubby, not realising they were one and the same! D’oh.

So this week was great for them (completely ignoring the fact that another bull came along 10 minutes later and sold for $1000 more, robbing them of the top-selling-bull tag). 

Then today I interview Peter Matthews from Otoka Angus at Flemington, who together with Charlie Pattison from Waiwhero Angus, bought the Champion Angus at the Expo (for a mere $14,000). Driving up the road a few kilometres, Hiwiroa Shorthorns were next – the Symes family won Champion Shorthorn and got the top Shorthorn price of $11,000. Well done!

So here I am at home, writing lots of stories. Criss crossing between young farmers, environmental people and lots of photos of bulls.  Just now I have interviewed a man from Chef’s Choice and Lindsay and Maria Johnstone from Ranui Angus in Wanganui about Steak of Origin and the Future Beef Hoof and Hook competition. Have I got some work to do tonight? Yes I have.  🙂

Here are some of my pics from Feilding:

me not getting the right settings on the camera for a pic of Tony Thompson from Waipukurau with his champion Simmental (but I thought it looked kinda cool!)

Simon Collin, centre, from Rauriki Charolais deep in thought!

and Hamish Williams from Turihaua Angus near Gisborne

Friend of mine, Sue Wylie, with another of Tony's simmentals

What is this - the TT Simmental show? This one also features my friend Sue's daughter Amy though!

 

Here you go, a Hereford.

and here's Master, of $25,000 fame, at his former home at Mt Mable Angus in Norsewood

Posted by: rivettingkatetaylor | May 19, 2010

Farm Managers of the Year!

Friends Monty and Michelle Monteith won the Farm Manager of the Year national title in Rotorua on Saturday!!! In true small town NZ style, I play netball against Michelle and tennis with Monty.  And they’re thoroughly deserving of such an award.

Monty and Michelle Monteith with Liam, 2, and Harriet, seven months.

Here’s a story I wrote for the Dominion Post about them when they won the Hawke’s Bay title. 

Business life is continuing to change for Monty and Michelle Monteith, winners of the Hawke’s Bay Farm Manager of the Year Award.

From the start of June, they will no longer be farm managers but 50/50 partners in Ruatuki Ltd with farm owners Paddy Fogarty and Erin Squire. It’s the same farm they’ve been on for the past three years, managing the property as 20% equity partners for leasees Dean and Kristen Nikora.

Ruatuki Ltd will lease the 188ha property (effective) and own both the Fonterra shares and the 550 cows. The couple say it’s a step up which also enables them to stay in their home in a community they enjoy.

The property is on Tukituki Rd at the foothills of the Ruahine Ranges near Ongaonga in Central Hawke’s Bay.

Michelle grew up on a Hastings sheep and beef farm, although she is currently on maternity leave from WHK accountants in Waipukurau.

Mr Monteith grew up on a dairy farm near Dannevirke. After a panel beating apprenticeship and several years overseas, he became a diving instructor in Palmerston North.  He says he loved the travel (to places like Tonga and Vanuatu) and meeting different people, including Michelle.

Selling dive gear as part of his job soon led to two sales jobs, one of them in Melbourne. But the couple became sick of big companies always moving the goal posts and decided to talk farming. 

Their first job was for Kevin and Joanne Blair at Tutira but driving an hour to work every day (including through SH2’s notorious Devil’s Elbow) was hard work on Michelle, especially when she was heavily pregnant. So they decided to drive around the region to see what caught their eye.

“We were sick of salaries and wages. We didn’t control our own livelihoods. There are $4.50 payout years where dairy farming is tough but at least you have control of your own destiny.”

They found out about the manager’s vacancy within the Nikora’s business on one of those investigative jaunts and are grateful to the Nikoras for the opportunity.

“I was keen as mustard, I just needed someone to take a chance on me,” Mr Monteith says.

To win the Farm Manager of the Year Award on their second attempt was great (3rd in 2009) with last year’s feedback giving more focus to this year’s entry.

The couple wanted to benchmark themselves and create more opportunities.

“It has already served that purpose in that we’ve haven’t had to move anywhere but build on the business we have here. We’re still learning so much,” Mrs Monteith says.

Their goals are basic – to invest in stock for the next 10 years and built up equity for land ownership in that time.

“Our goals are basic but it’s got to be fun,” he says. he adds “we want to be proud of how we’ve achieved success. We are focused but it’s essential we act with integrity and look after people. It sounds airy fairy but it’s true. You want to work hard and enjoy your drink at the end of the day.”

Mrs Monteith says family comes first.

“There’s no point sitting on your farm with lots of money if your wife’s left you and the kids don’t recognise you. It’s being realistic. It’s not all about money. The kids play a big part in it. It’s about spending time with them and building the business alongside your family.

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