It’s really important to me that I make this kite in the same way that my dad and I used to make them. He showed me the way that he did when he was a kid growing up in Fiji. He would use flour and water for glue – newspaper and pieces of a Fijian broom (as above). The only one that is still in the family after he passed away is at my ex-boyfriend’s house. I’ve recruited both of my sisters who still talk to him to get it back but it doesn’t look like it’s coming any time soon. My life is so great right now, I’d rather fly all the way to fiji to get one than call him! Whichever happens first – that’s what has to be done to get this goal crossed off.