Update

I set fire to Ming last night. Accidentally, of course – he was lying in front of the fire while I was putting some more wood on it, and a spark leapt out and landed on his tail. He didn’t notice, but I saw the glowing ember, and a plume of smoke coming from his…

I was happily writing that last entry and then noticed the time and had to race off to finish getting ready for work. So, now that I’m safely at work, and before my boss comes in and wants me to actually do some work, here’s part two: It was the Chick Flicks film night last…

We’re back in Christchurch, and feeling much refreshed and ready to face whatever this city throws at us. Dad drove us up yesterday, with a car load of food, water, and camping gear – some for us, some for friends in need. George didn’t enjoy the trip at all – for the first half hour…

They say that rain on a wedding day is a portent of a good marriage. If so, awhina and MrAwhina should live happily ever after, because it was bucketing down yesterday morning. Lytteltonwitch, MrPloppy and I arrived at the church early, because we were in charge of creating a booktree. Awhina had left a box…