It's not the second Tuesday

We had our “second Tuesday of the month” meetup tonight, despite this only being the first Tuesday of November. That’s because last year we were caught out by the second Tuesday of November being Cup Day, when everyone in Christchurch who’s anyone (and most of the people who aren’t anyone) goes to the races and…

Free at last!

No more Spanish!!! I had my final exam this morning, and that’s it for the year! In fact, that’s it forever for Spanish – I seriously doubt I’ll ever decide to take another paper (I’ve enjoyed studying it, but the interesting part is the grammar, and I’ve got a handle on the bulk of that…

Aramoana

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…

The Secret Project

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…

Nor'wester

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…