The Wellingtonians

Thanks, Yetzirah, it’s absolutely gorgeous!

Not long now until I leave for Brisbane, and I’m nowhere near ready to go. The plan was to get everything done this weekend, but as the best laid plans so often do, it all gang a bit awry. First interruption to the plan was totally self-inflicted: the computer shop rang to say they’ve fixed…

Ok, so I’m about 9 hours too late, but I was too tired last night once the visitors left. Yeah, I know I said we were going to have a quiet night and probably not even see the New Year in, but plans do have a habit of changing. I’d offered to cook dinner for…

The perennial problem of writing a diary is that when you’re busy, you’ve got lots to write about and no time to write it, and when you’ve got plenty of time to write, you’ve got nothing significant to say… Anyway, now that the rush is over, I’ll attempt to catch up a bit. Going back…

Thanks everyone for your messages about Ming. He’s had lots of extra cuddles over the last few days, and doesn’t seem to be suffering any after-effects. We discussed again whether it was worth taking him to the vet, but from what I’ve read about seizures in cats, there’s loads of possible causes, none of which…

We must be the only country in the world where the overwhelming emotion towards our national day is a vague sense of embarrassment. Most New Zealanders, if we stop to consider Waitangi Day at all (other than as a day off work and a chance to head to the beach and make the most of…