Nicky Pellegrino is a former editor of New Zealand Woman's Weekly and the author of best-selling novels Delicious, The Gypsy Tearoom, The Italian Wedding and Recipe for Life which are sold in 14 countries and have been translated into 10 languages. She also wrote the autobiography of broadcaster Angela D'Audney.
These days she's combining working on her fifth novel, The Villa Girls, with being the magazine's beauty editor. She says this a very good thing because authors have a tendency to forget to brush their hair and put proper clothes on when they're locked away trying to finish a book.
With the latest make-up to try and the newest skin-care to investigate Nicky has no excuse not to be beautifully groomed. Although since her spare time is spent growing vegetables, cooking for friends and riding her horse, her manicure is nothing to write home about.
The young Christchurch promotions model determined to walk again after tragically losing her legs in the February earthquake is still coping with the ongoing complications ... More
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Over the Teacups
My four-year-old grandson was at the supermarket with his mother when he exclaimed, “You’re buying something, Mummy, auntie is buying something – I want to buy something!” Mum replied, “You have to be big, have a wife, have a job, then you can buy things.” He replied, “I have a wife – Maia,” meaning his four-year-old friend. Mum said, “What about a job?” Master Four replied, “My job is having a wife!”
Robyn, Whangarei
Water you want?
I was in the car and asking Master Three what he wanted for Christmas. He said he was going to ask Santa for a water pistol. “And Nanny,” he added, “I’m going to ask for some water for our paddling pool.” Now that could be interesting!
Julie, by email
Bee gone
Master Three had his first bee sting recently. The incident broke his heart, but after many cuddles he came right. Later he said, “I never want to see another bee again. I don’t like bees any more, I only like flies.”
Gaileen, by email
Fraud with worry
My daughter warned me that “old people are being taken for a ride,” and that I shouldn’t engage in conversation with phone sales people. To this, Master Five piped up, “Nana can’t go on that ride, she’s old.”
Joseph’s Nana, Hamilton
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