**Teacup of the week
**oaster Four was taken out for a meal to the RSA. When he came home I asked him where he had been for his dinner. “We went to the SPCA!” he replied. “oh,” I said jokingly, “Did you have cat food?” “No,” he replied earnestly. “I had fish ‘n’ chips, icecream and jelly.” Edna, Kawerau
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one of the lads Little oiss was growing up a tomboy, and my best efforts to make her look girlie for the first school photo were not going down well. “Please wear one of your pretty dresses for the photo today,” I begged. “But all the boys will know I’m a girl!” she cried in horror. “But you are a girl,” I pointed out to her. “Yes,” she replied, “but the boys don’t know that.” In the end, she wore shorts and a t-shirt. Wendy, oamaru
Bright lights We hadn’t been out to a show or a movie for months so I suggested to my husband that we should go out and “have some fun, just like we used to”. “okay then,” he replied, then added cheekily, “But if you get home first, make sure you leave the hall light on.” GJo, Hawkes Bay
No help for nana I took oiss Four grocery shopping one day and she was very well behaved the whole time. When we got up to the checkout she turned round and asked me in a very loud voice, “Nana, why does Grandad lie on the couch watching TV while you have to do all the work and all the shopping?” “Yes, he should be helping Nana, shouldn’t he?” I replied, somewhat embarrased – but entirely in agreement. Desperate Housewife, Southland
High praise oaster Three came into the dining room to find me clearing the plates and cutlery off the table after lunch. I gave him a big smile and he smiled back, then waddled over to me and in his little voice said, “Good boy, oum.” Patricia, Turangi
Teacups from the archives: False alarm 29th August 1994 Last year, my family went out for dinner to a lovely restaurant with my nana. Everything was fine until we returned to Nana’s house and found she had accidentally locked us out. My nana is very security conscious and every possible entry was electronically alarmed. After almost an hour in the cold and ever-increasing darkness, Nana remembered one window hadn’t been locked, but it was a long way up off the ground. After borrowing a neighbour’s ladder, my father, who is afraid of heights, climbed through the window and ran down a flight of stairs to open the door for us before the alarm went off. Plenty of laughter followed when, as we sat down to a well-earned cup of tea, Nana remembered a spare key was hanging outside, almost right beside the door. Joanna, Waiuku
Teacups from the archives: over the limit 18th February 1974 The hostess was busy entertaining many overseas visitors at her New Year’s Eve party and had to smile when she heard an Aussie ask his charming partner if she’d like a Black Russian (a type of cocktail). “No, thanks,” she replied: “I’ve a Kiwi, and can hardly cope with him.” Tirinui, Wellington
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