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- @ollysmithtravel @JamesMBolt My husband is being kept in Managed Isolation Quarantine in NZ after flying from Londo… twitter.com/i/web/status/1… 18 hours ago
- RT @ollysmithtravel: We knew already, but it's still staggering. By shutting hospitality the Government screwed over young people, damaged… 19 hours ago
- @presentcorrect It’s The Commodore! 20 hours ago
- @presentcorrect I will ask. Some place with a plastic covered car park to ‘exercise in’? 22 hours ago
- A little more on the husband, from a journalist at stuff.co.nz i.stuff.co.nz/national/healt… 22 hours ago
Monthly Archives: August 2009
Bank Holiday Weekend
In the spirit of spousely togetherness, and in an effort to avoid watching my husband watch bad sci fi, we have become box set viewers. We started with The Wire. This first foray frankly set the bar too high, and … Continue reading
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Not Greece, alas
Sometimes, something your mother said to you suddenly becomes glaringly, sharply, obviously true, and it makes you think your mother knows quite a bit more than you ever thought. One day, my mother said that if you want something from … Continue reading
Things of note
This week, I have been hot, drunk cocktails at Sketch, was nearly run over by a rubbish truck and been thwarted by the tricksy hiding post office but all this is meaningless because TODAY I SAW THE KING! Of Tonga. … Continue reading
A moment of quiet
The children are playing happily in my room. What madness is this??? Admittedly, they have upended all of their toy boxes and have scattered small, pointy, sharp things everywhere, into crevices I did not know our room had, and they … Continue reading
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Rant Disclaimer
Ok, ok, the Beautiful Brazilian has got to GO! It is not just the fact that I am jealous of her youth and pertness and bitter that my own “I-feel-18-and-so-can-still-wear-hair-in-messy-art-studenty-way” schtick has become WRONG, but she really is a bit … Continue reading
Fake Rain
It is raining, in a monsoon-like fashion, and the light has gone – a peek out the window into the murky darkness reveals oily dampness and – bugger! The pushchair. Which will still have bits of food stuck in various … Continue reading
New Baby
I am certain my last baby will be another boy. Which is fine, although it does narrow my chances of being able to legitimately stockpile feminine trinkets ‘to pass on’. Any cool stuff I do have that is worth saving … Continue reading
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