In a world of 'terror' I have to admit that I am not afraid. Admitidly I am living on a tiny land mass somewhere in the South Pacific Ocean, and the world stage often seems so very far away. However, my links the the motherland are still strong and my thoughts about the explosions in London the other day are as real and valid as the next persons. So here's my 10c for anyone who wants to listen:
Always trying to keep positive about everything… 9 million people travel by public transport every day in London, so as far as 'terror' attacks go it wasn't really a big deal; I think Ireland has been worse hit by the IRA in the past. After all, if you want to coordinate an attack who would really choose to use the most unpredictable public transport in the developed world. It's a fluke that the drivers weren't on strike, as they seem to be every year. I heard this morning that the bus driver was actually lost, and had got out of his bus to ask directions. Go figure.
Admitidly going to work that morning was decididly risky, but then again the road death rate for London alone was around 4500 in the 1840s (according to a stat I pulled from a Google). To everyone I know in London I hope you are safe and well, and to the bastards who 'mastermind' such events I hope one day you work out that death and distruction is not the way forward.
9.7.05
20.6.05
An historic victory
I believe the words used were "An historic victory". Words describing the victory of what was dubbed the Lions C team vs Otago. The boys did a whistle-stop 24 hours in Dunedin to see the game, and cellebrate/commiserate afterwards. Great to be with so many Brits after so long. Looking forward to the 1st test in chch on Friday for sure!
5.6.05
Landslides and other stories
Days creep and sometimes slip by. Like a landslide maybe. Or not. Landslides seem to be all the rage right now, with San Fran the latest trend-hopper following a pretty tough month in the Bay of Plenty. At least the Lions held their ground. (Bizarre link I know, bet you never expected that one). Anyway… I have just popped a few photos up from a couple of days (daze?) wandering about in May in and around the chch area. In the not too distant future I am sure there will be a few more from the weekend I have just spent in Arthurs Pass shrouded in mist and snow, and over in Blackball MTB with some friends.
Happy birthday Liz! (HRH)
Happy birthday Liz! (HRH)
25.5.05
Moving house
You shouldn't be allowed to pull a house down until the sun comes up. That's my opinion. Sleep it too valuable to be disturbed by the incessant beep-beep-beep of backing trucks and the ground shaking rumble of brick walls thundering back to earth. Where was my gentle wake up? Where did my dreams go this morning?
10.5.05
8.5.05
Water is wet
An observation: In Fiji the water was wet.
While that may seem supremely obvious, there is logic behind most of my ramblings, and this is no exception: If the water is as warm as the air, which is as warm as you are then all you're going to notice is the wetness. Unlike the surf yesterday. I think I spied and iceberg behind the breakers, throught the rain. Still, the waves were close to perfect as we ever get here so I'll put up ith the cold for a bit longer.
and belated congratulations to Amy and Iain!
While that may seem supremely obvious, there is logic behind most of my ramblings, and this is no exception: If the water is as warm as the air, which is as warm as you are then all you're going to notice is the wetness. Unlike the surf yesterday. I think I spied and iceberg behind the breakers, throught the rain. Still, the waves were close to perfect as we ever get here so I'll put up ith the cold for a bit longer.
and belated congratulations to Amy and Iain!
5.5.05
Advice
The (not so) tropical beaches seem to ever fade from my memory, just like my tan, soon to be replaced with the panda-goggle mark no doubt. Quiet is the name of the game right now. Still edging forward with the promotional concepts for Smoothfluid {Clothing}, hope to have something more to say about that later.
As if you're going to listen to me here's my recommendations for the months of May: If you can get your mits on Fat Freddys Drop's new album "Based on a true story", it is all I am listening too right now. And go see the movie "Primer". Don't even pretend you understand exactly what is happening, but do stay till the end; the credits are the best I have ever seen.
As if you're going to listen to me here's my recommendations for the months of May: If you can get your mits on Fat Freddys Drop's new album "Based on a true story", it is all I am listening too right now. And go see the movie "Primer". Don't even pretend you understand exactly what is happening, but do stay till the end; the credits are the best I have ever seen.
29.4.05
Fiji fun
Just posted my photos from a long weekend in Fiji. They don't tell the whole story, but come close. It was a fine holiday, and a great experience/eye-opner.
• Lounged in hamocks
• Watched a local game of rugby
• Saw sharks while snorkling
• Enjoyed a couple of nights with the help of some cava
• Made new friends
• Lost a lot of cards
• Had my wallet stolen, but the thief kindly left my c/card and drivers licence
• Sat on the beach building sandcastles/playing eye-spy
Must do it all again.
To everyone I met, "Thanks, happy travels, maybe bump into you again one day."
• Lounged in hamocks
• Watched a local game of rugby
• Saw sharks while snorkling
• Enjoyed a couple of nights with the help of some cava
• Made new friends
• Lost a lot of cards
• Had my wallet stolen, but the thief kindly left my c/card and drivers licence
• Sat on the beach building sandcastles/playing eye-spy
Must do it all again.
To everyone I met, "Thanks, happy travels, maybe bump into you again one day."
15.4.05
Fiji calls
Just updated the photos (and added some extras from March).
Sethi has flown off the Fiji after hanging out in my neck of the woods for the last 3 weeks. It's been a blast, and no one need know about the tiny ding in the back of Heathrow... Oops.
Gigs a-plenty recently: Lindin Puffin came back to show off his film again (last seen at the Dux), Minuit plaid a stompingly great set last weekend. Mr S and I were right up there dancing away in the heaving mass. And then, to change tack completely Jack Johnson came to town with a fantastic show. I haven't ever heard so many members of an audience singing along with such passion, or felt such possitive vibes for a band in ages.
The surf has rocked too, with the sea refusing to drop its temperature just yet - 3 hours in the water is a new record for me now. As was the amount of pain in my arms the next day.
Oh yes. I am off to Fiji next week too.
Sethi has flown off the Fiji after hanging out in my neck of the woods for the last 3 weeks. It's been a blast, and no one need know about the tiny ding in the back of Heathrow... Oops.
Gigs a-plenty recently: Lindin Puffin came back to show off his film again (last seen at the Dux), Minuit plaid a stompingly great set last weekend. Mr S and I were right up there dancing away in the heaving mass. And then, to change tack completely Jack Johnson came to town with a fantastic show. I haven't ever heard so many members of an audience singing along with such passion, or felt such possitive vibes for a band in ages.
The surf has rocked too, with the sea refusing to drop its temperature just yet - 3 hours in the water is a new record for me now. As was the amount of pain in my arms the next day.
Oh yes. I am off to Fiji next week too.
29.3.05
Autumn
Autumn creeps on; last weekend I spied my first snow capped mountain of the year.
Ummit is in South Island. (lock up you daughters...) and as an introduction to this fine land I took him into the Alps. Into the rain. We spent our Easter dodging rain drops the size of avocados on the West Coast and exploring relic mining communities in the back country - venturing into mines populated all too often by wetas and cave-spiders. Camping in Arthurs Pass, and wading though Cave Stream. It might have been the last possible weekend of the year to do that. The water was much colder than I had ever done it before, and the currents much stronger. Kitted out in wetties though it wasn't too bad; and, once the sun came out and warmed the ice blocks that were once a left and a right foot life was good again.
Ummit is in South Island. (lock up you daughters...) and as an introduction to this fine land I took him into the Alps. Into the rain. We spent our Easter dodging rain drops the size of avocados on the West Coast and exploring relic mining communities in the back country - venturing into mines populated all too often by wetas and cave-spiders. Camping in Arthurs Pass, and wading though Cave Stream. It might have been the last possible weekend of the year to do that. The water was much colder than I had ever done it before, and the currents much stronger. Kitted out in wetties though it wasn't too bad; and, once the sun came out and warmed the ice blocks that were once a left and a right foot life was good again.
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