I love eccentric people, especially if they have chickens. And don’t live next door. Hence, I love going to the physiotherapist, to have my head rotated and get an update on the Titirangi Chicken Situation. (Yes, I shot that seven-second video last year!) It seems that the Council — after six months of meetings and […]
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We are well past time for new National Public Holidays honoring bacon. And we don’t mean like the lame-o Dec. 30 alleged “Bacon Day” that nobody knows about. We’re talking about the need for major, urgent changes to the United States of America’s Public Holidays. And it’s no harder than adding bacon to a cheeseburger. […]
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It’s late. I’m relaxing in the recliner. Reading. Sort of. Zzzzzzzz. Hearing aids are out. Because I do not want to be disturbed. Happy sigh. But then I hear something disturbing.
Read More...It was crappy, cold, rainy weather. Bumper-to-bumper, rush-hour traffic on Blockhouse Bay Road, my thoroughfare going home. All I could think about was taking some Panadol, and crashing out with a heating pad on my aching neck. So much bloody traffic. Then I saw him. A really old man, broken down on the other side […]
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Our record for Lent is pretty spotty over the last couple of decades because we have made some very, very bad decisions. There was the year that we gave up sex for Lent. If our memory is correct, that’s the year that we killed 900 people and got divorced. So overall, not so good. That […]
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Love means never having to say, “you are SO IRREEEEEETATING.” Or at least it should near Valentine’s Day. But the Chinese Missus felt the need to say that again the other day, for perhaps the 10,000th time since we’ve been married.
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Junior emailed me this morning that he would go ashore in Ecuador and Skype us in the afternoon. Which was great, except that he didn’t say whether this would be HIS afternoon in Ecuador or OUR afternoon in New Zealand. As it turns out, it was both — his 6 p.m. and our noon. Win! […]
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