I've had to shelve quite a few of your contributions over the past week to make room for those pictorial insights into our beautiful region. But never fear, I will get on to your suggestions in the coming days.
The words aren't flowing very well this morning, I'm afraid. I've just made the switch from a run of late shifts to an early one. Bear with me as my still-dozing synapses and creaky fingers get back into the swing of having to work during the morning.
What a treat we have today. Ginny Ind, of Ocean View, sent photos of her amazing 1940s sitting room, complete with period armchairs and lampshade, pot dogs, and plaster ducks flying across the wall.
I was totally impressed. It reminded me of visiting great aunts and uncles in shoe box-sized houses around London, where they still had a ''front room'' like this - even 30 years on from the end of World War 2.
But what makes Ginny's room even more impressive is it's not real. It's a miniature, a 1:12 scale model built into an old valve radio from the same period.
''We made the room box but my daughter made the ducks to go on the wall, out of Fimo. I saw in a magazine that someone had built something like this inside an old radio.
''We love making them. Every two years we have a convention and we took this to Tauranga for the last one, had lots of comments about it. This year's one is in Palmerston North.''
Those miniature ducks must be tiny! Thanks so much for sharing this, Ginny. I used to think those British sitting rooms were small enough, but obviously not.
A colleague stuck his head round my door just before and waxed lyrical about the summer just gone. Before I knew it we were comparing recollections of Otago's hottest one on record.
With winter edging closer every day, it would be nice to hear of your abiding memories of the summer.
Mine was of paddling at St Clair beach on a mid-week evening when the temperature was still in the high 20s. That was nice. But, as you may also remember, I was less than enthused about the sweaty walks down the hill to work on the hottest days.
Gold cards
Kay Raw, of Vauxhall, Dunedin, writes to say there was a bit of a hitch using gold cards to buy tickets for Priscilla, Queen of the Desert at the Regent Theatre.
''We had chosen our seats near the front upstairs and then said we had gold cards - could we make use of the discount?
''When the ticket-seller entered the gold-card option, those seats were no longer available to us. Instead, the only seats highlighted as available in this section were in the very back two rows.
''This has never happened before. When we have booked for shows elsewhere, we have been able to select seats from anywhere in the theatre.
''Given that often gold-card holders are starting to show signs of wear, just getting to these seats could be an issue and they often suffer from poor eyesight, so why put them so far away from the action?
''We decided not to use our gold-card discount and pay full price. But next time I will be thinking twice about it, as less income means fewer options on what you choose to do.''
Pedestrian crossings
Nola Walker, of South Dunedin, wonders if the new technology used at the Barnes Dance crossings in the Octagon could also be used somehow to improve pedestrian safety in her part of the city.
''Currently one takes one's life in one's hands on the dual carriageway on Andersons Bay Rd when crossing between Hope and Sons and the Countdown supermarket.
''Frustrated and inattentive drivers come charging up the road from the overly busy roundabout and overtake, even when a vehicle is stopped or is slowing down and there are people on the crossing.
''Please can you publicise this hazard and get the ball rolling on improving the chances of surviving crossing this road! Other people I have spoken to also find difficulty using this crossing.''
Thanks, Nola. It sounds like quite a blackspot. Perhaps someone at the Dunedin City Council can take a look?