My path has been stolen away by the big muddy. Only way is backwards .. and then along and then up by the road and then forward ... oh man! Just to get to work.
17th Mar 2008, 21:22
Filthy, filthy weather outside this weekend and so stayed in and started transferring around 10 years of VHS-based home moves to DVD. Range of scenes - our wedding, Griff's foetal beginnings, long loving tracking shots of Auckland, snowy british streets, making cups of tea, moving house with friends carrying boxes and lots and lots of kids growing up. A mixture of the moving, the hilarious and the downright perplexing. And watching it, the kids laughed themselves off the sofa.
16th Mar 2008, 21:32
On the way back from dropping the kids off at school, carrying my daughters princess umbrella (don't ask), I strolled past the allotments. Love these sheds for all their busy utility and unkempt love as a refuge from ... well, everything really.
14th Mar 2008, 13:37
Evening stroll out to get Griff from after hours activity. Don't you just love the way towns change into something else after dark?
13th Mar 2008, 21:29
Ariana has finally got cycling unaided. Can't start herself off yet and is still a little nervous but is doing it. A real milestone.
9th Mar 2008, 17:00
... are mighty dark.
I could have come up with a better title, surely?
6th Mar 2008, 15:21
I got given this hoody thing to go cycling in but on Sunday the wind was was so damn cold ... it found itself worn all day. Cycling, swinging or just looking like a Jedi Knight, it works for all. It's multi-purpose.
3rd Mar 2008, 21:49
This is what happened last night. Having finished work, I was sitting on the sofa with a whiskey and a mood for staying in when I heard an enormous crash. A gale had lifted a chunk of chimney off our neighbour's roof and thrown it into the street. Action stations. Our elderly neighbours were prety stunned by it all. We rushed down the street banging on doors telling people to move their cars and then improvised bollards with our plastic garden chairs (we found some bricks in the street to weigh them down with) with warning notes - 'Danger! Falling Masonry.' We call the police and within five minutes we get the fire brigade and a police car to cordon off our street. There's still lots of loose masonary up on the roof and so the fire brigade do this amazing job of clambering up the ladder in a gale, with an occasional brick toppling down to dismantle what was left of a pretty flimsy chimney. Pretty impressive, I say.
Oh and i took some photos hanging out of the bedroom window.
1st Mar 2008, 17:35