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Mariquita: Trinidad’s lady in the attic
…Mariquita’s long lost art retrieved from crumbling house in Manzilla, Richard Charan writes in this article for Trinidad’s
Express. This is the last of a series of articles that by CHaran that you can find in the newspaper’s website.
THERE was once a wooden staircase in the corner of a room that led to the attic of that crumbling great house at Johnson Hill, Camparo Village, Manzanilla.
From this vantage point, one could choose any of seven portals, and see much of the 300-acre cocoa estate developed in the early 1900s by plantation owner George Johnson.
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Wellington Free Ambulance Heartbeats co-ordinator Amy Williams runs through a quick step by step of how to help someone in an emergency. (Published in December 2020)
It was never a good idea to swear near Melby Scott - just ask members of the Naenae Bowling Club. For decades Melby was a tireless fundraiser for Wellington Free Ambulance. One of his favoured methods was a swear jar and after a particularly sweary weekend in 2011, he raised $264.70 from his mates in the Naenae club.
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At 92, Melby Scott was the oldest bowlers taking part in the Over 80s competition at the Lower Hutt Bowling Club in 2015.
is still not achieved itself the pathway of progress is still under construction. you ve got to roll-up your sleeves and continue the work. i m fired up. i m fired up! i m ready to march! i caught something out of the corner of my eye. my mom, she was laying on the grund. i went over expecting her to get up or say something. i put my hand on her shoulder, turned her and i could see blood, everywhere. their family always made the best of bad times. my mom always looked for the good in anything. but no one could fix this. our autopsy showed a total of five shots.