nother stupidly hot day (although apparently it is a couple of degrees cooler than yesterday at least). We’ve got all the windows open in the office (air conditioning? what’s that?) to very little effect, but at least we can take comfort from the fact that we’re cooler than the roofers we can see working on…
artankiwi has announced a “quilt-along” for a quilt she’s designed, and I’m so tempted to join in. It’s an amazing design, featuring all sorts of paper-pieced birds, with loads of different options for the final layout. And I really enjoyed doing the wee challenge with the butterflies, seeing how everyone interpreted the pattern differently. But. …
usker’s Festival is on at the moment, so Lytteltonwitch and I went to see Promise and Promiscuity tonight, a one-woman show based (loosely) around Jane Austen’s works, with a lot of modern references thrown in. It was very cleverly done, with the actor (who also wrote the script) putting on different voices and mannerisms as…
We went out geocaching again this morning (Lytteltonwitch is trying to meet a milestone for the total number of caches she’s found), but thankfully it wasn’t quite so hot today, especially as we ended up clambering around over rocks and hills again, climbing down from the top of the rocks above the Clock for one…
I’d forgotten just how hot it can get down here. Such a hot day today – a high of 33 according to the Metservice (and they usually underestimate the temperature by a few degrees, because their recording station is near the river), and even now, at 7 pm, it’s over 31. And it’s been slightly…
irst of December, so theoretically it’s the first day of summer today. So of course it’s cold and wet and miserable. I don’t know why I’m surprised, really, because Christchurch does this every year – we have a hot November and we all think summer has come early, then it turns cold again in December…
ast night was fun, but I didn’t get home until 11.30 – which wouldn’t have been a problem except that I had to get up at 6 to catch the complicated series of buses to get me over to New Brighton (getting anywhere by bus on a Sunday morning is not fun – when I…
may possibly have over-scheduled this weekend just a tad. It’s not my fault that all the interesting stuff happens the same weekend! (Though I suppose it is my fault I can never turn anything down – a serious case of FOMO, as I believe the cool kids call it.) This morning started with a race…
n a shock move, I actually did some gardening this morning. Well, sort of – I vaguely hacked at the weeds in the herb garden (does it still count as a herb garden if the only herb in it is the rosemary plant that went feral and took over the entire garden?) to clear a…
pent today doing more work on that bibliography, mostly trying to establish whether authors with similar names are actually the same person. A task not at all helped by the fact that every journal has their own house style for authors’ names, with the added complication of the odd misspelling. So Bob Smith can be…