For Xanthi…
…who keeps asking for photos of her favourite kiwi cat:
George “assisting” me with my trip planning…
And a bonus: the sketch I made of him in the corner of the notes I was making:
…who keeps asking for photos of her favourite kiwi cat:
George “assisting” me with my trip planning…
And a bonus: the sketch I made of him in the corner of the notes I was making:
That’s how much flying I’ll be doing if I go with the latest itinerary I’ve worked out for the London trip. That’s a lot of flying! (There goes any pretensions I have to being green…) The itinerary has been changing almost on a minute by minute basis over the last couple of days, with emails…
I had my second lesson with my new ESOL learner tonight, and it’s going really well. She’s an Afghan refugee, who only arrived in New Zealand in March, and who speaks very little English, and is pre-literate, never having been to school. So we’re starting pretty much right at the beginning, with the basic language…
Got home on Thursday (a day later than I was supposed to, but that’s another story), with a notebook full of diary entries all ready to type up and post, and release notes to make, and all the usual post holiday stuff. But having been 40-odd hours without my toothbrush (yay for airport security that…
Just over an hour into the cooking process, and the vinegar is working its magic, turning a pot full of fruit into a rich dark brown syrup: See, I told you it would reduce! And the good news is, I found enough jars. Now I’ve just got to clean and sterilise them, and we’re good…
I had another lazy weekend this weekend, but this time I really did need it – last week felt rather frantic. For a start, I had an essay due on Thursday. Which of course I didn’t finish last weekend like I should have. Maybe if I’d actually considered what I had on during the week…
Tap tap… is this thing on? So while LJ has dramas like Strikethrough 07, and Let’sAllVoteForTheGuyWithTheSillyBanners 08, DD just has the Great ArggghTheNewServer’sBroken Disaster of 2008. And just when I actually had stuff to write about, and time to write it – isn’t it always the way? (Ok, so I could have just posted it…
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So pretty! I wanna hug him and squeeze him and call him…. well…George!