I don’t think awhina reads my diary, but just in case she does, I’ll be keeping the details of my latest cross-stitch project private, because it’s destined to be a wedding present for her. They’re having an octagonal-themed wedding (because they met in Dunedin’s Octagon), so of course I had to make the cross-stitch in…
Christchurch is notorious for its nor’westers. The prevailing winds in NZ are from the west anyway, but the geography of the South Island conspires to intensify the wind in Canterbury. What happens apparently is that warm air from Australia travels across the Tasman on the prevailing westerly winds, picking up moisture as it goes. When…
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I survived my oral!!! As you probably noticed, I was getting a bit stressed about it, and was even contemplating just not turning up for the test and forgoing the 10% of my final grade it counts for. But then the other day my tutor let slip that the lecturer who was examining us doesn’t…
Forget daffodils and blossom, the real sign of the change in the seasons is that the supply flights to Antarctica have started up again. I know this because we live quite near the airport, and the big Starlifter they fly down to the ice in has very loud engines, which need to be warmed up…
Yes, the oblique hint in last night’s entry *did* indicate that awhina and the Invercargillite are engaged. I was sent home from the meetup with instructions that I wasn’t to tell lytteltonwitch directly, but instead I had to list the books awhina had brought in my diary, and see if lytteltonwitch guessed when she read…
Had our regular second-Tuesday-of-the-month meetup tonight. No lytteltonwitch, of course, because she’s in Australia on her way to the BC-AUS convention, but awhina and the kitten were there, and MrPloppy and me, of course, and Marcie130 turned up – she hasn’t been to a meetup for ages, so it was great to see her again….
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While having coffee with B yesterday afternoon, I released a couple of books in the cafe we were in: The Princely Flower by Garry Kilworth and The Return of Reginald Perrin by David Nobbs. Of course I then had to explain to B all about Bookcrossing, and she offered me a couple of boxes of…
The misty drizzle of the last couple of days turned into heavy rain and a cold southerly yesterday afternoon, so it feels like winter has returned. It even looks a bit like winter, except instead of snow, the ground is covered in pink and white blossom blown off the trees. Walking to work this morning…