Aside from my feelings about school holidays as a parent, it is interesting how much of a difference they make to the Wellington vibe. At university today, there were kids in the cafe, and in the hallways. And sitting here in my little shoebox of an office, I am frequently hearing kids’ voices echoing up […]

Once again I have proved to myself that if I don’t blog every day, I will fall by the side of the information superhighway in a pile of unmotivated goo. So once again I am resolved to take up the baton of bloggliness and put up a post every day, even if it is a […]

Poor Jan is a little bit traumatised by yesterday’s incident and keeps wondering if the drunken murderous woman is going to knock on the door again and blame her for the arrival of the police. Pretty unlikely as I doubt she could remember which house it was. A very nice (very young) policeman came and […]

I just got home from the dentist to find our street full of police cars. Of course I rushed down to tell Jan who loves rubbernecking at these sort of things, only to discover she had been heavily involved in the drama!
I was about to blog the whole incident but maybe that is not […]

Jan had got to the end of her fulltime mummy tether by last Friday afternoon, so it was time for a weekend off from children. I took the boys up to my mother’s house in Greytown (about an hour’s drive from Wellington) for the weekend. They are both sick with colds and thus rather ratbaggery, […]

Jan is the hidden woman behind the blog - she who knows of the blog but never bloody reads it - she who refuses point blank to ever post anything on it herself - she who spends all her internet time at Trade Me.
Despite this, her presence hangs over every word like an invisible filmy […]