My craftwork made the papers!

As predicted, I was incredibly tired yesterday after the busy weekend and late nights. The warm muggy weather didn’t help much, either – by mid-afternoon I thought I was going to fall asleep at my desk. I did manage to last out until 5 o’clock, though, and raced home to heat up the leftover chinese…

Typical. All this week the light in the mornings has had a wonderful quality that would have been fantastic for taking photos. I’ve been walking to work seeing the light shining through the new leaves, and imagining wonderful compositions of light and shade. I even thought about cheating and starting NoNoNoNo a few days early,…

I was born in Dunedin, and spent several chunks of my childhood there, so prior to 13 November 1990, Aramoana (or just “The Spit” as it was almost universally known before the protests against the smelter proposal brought it to national attention) was just a place to go for a day at the beach, to…

(Actually, at my first primary school we used to call it “tig” rather than “tag” – hmm, the great NZE vowel shift in action? (although that would be more likely to produce “teg”)) Anyway, the game as updated for the 21st century, and with its vowel duely restored, is this: Name 5 of life’s simple…

It’s 11 am, and I’m sitting here surrounded by bags. Everything’s packed, Otakuu has just texted me to say she’s on her way back from Riccarton, and all I’ve got left to do is put my shoes on. As soon as Otakuu arrives, I’ll phone for a taxi to take us to the airport. And…

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…