Aging is an extraordinary process, where you become free to be the person you always should have been – David Bowie.
I’d like to say that Sis and I set Westport ‘on fire’ with our shenanigans over Easter, but our shenanigans these days no longer run to ‘on fire’. However, we did have a mighty fine time over the long weekend, topped off with a good bottle of bubbles that induced roars of laughter from two …
Is there anything more joyous to watch than a dog revelling in the freedom of being at the beach? Running flat out, smiling like the devil’s on their heels but knowing that it doesn’t have a hope in hell of catching them. Today, we finished daylight saving here in New Zealand, and the day was …
They started off as cute fluffy ducklings, as all ducklings do. These little bundles of maximum cuteness were a delight for the eyes, and time watching them was not time wasted. Then they grew up and terrorised the neighbourhood. Okay, that last bit was an irresistible rhetorical flourish, but they did end up being unexpectedly …
Sadly, on Sunday 30 January, my cat, Patrick, went on his last adventure. He popped out through the cat door around 9.30pm, and never came home. I later learned that that he had been found dead in the neighbour’s yard upon their arrival home from holiday a couple of days after his disappearance. I looked …
As I've mentioned before, I live close to a 'red zone' in Christchurch. A red zone is an area that got totally munted in the earthquake of 2011, and the land was deemed uneconomic to remediate and rebuild on, so all the homes there got demolished and removed. Much of the red zone is by …
A wee while ago I wrote that I had joined the Free Speech Union of New Zealand¹. Like many others, I’m fed up with ‘cancel culture’, and the wokies who pay homage to it. They want to turn the world into a big bland tin of safe grey paint, and it’s boring the tits off …
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I had the great pleasure of meeting Elliot the other day. Elliot is the seven year old son of the nephew’s friend, whom I had already heard much about and his amazing world of vacuum cleaners. So when the nephew brought a boy with a big smile into my flat, I was charmed to finally …
Happy New Year! I followed the same tradition last night that I have maintained for many years now, and did nothing. Being only a ‘mildly social’ person, I’m happy in my mildly curmudgeonly ways, which I don and discard in no particular order, and at will, according to the occasion. What can I say? I’m …
The cat put his foot in my breakfast this morning. I should have been disgusted, because who knows where that foot has been. Upon weighing it up, however, I decided that I’d rather polish off my breakfast than be disgusted by the cat putting his foot in it. Now that I’m more than sixty and …
We’re all connected. No matter how independent we may think we are, we have connections that impact us on our journey in this world which we can be both barely, and very, aware of. Everything we do touches someone or something else. Recently, via Speak Up For Women NZ, I sponsored a young woman …
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