here is k-road near my office. it’s a tremendous street of crazy madness. mostly of the good kind, and we can ignore the rest.
my commute to work by bus is still a novelty which is good. there’s one particular view as i travel in when central Auckland just pops up in to view. I’ll see if i can get a picture of that for you, rather than more k-road strangeness (plenty more of these photos will appear on the main blog over the next few days)
anyway, today is Guy Fawkes night, either that or a rather dramatic volcano has sprung up in the vicinity. that’s probably not something to joke about … We’re off to a fireworks display tomorrow so that should be good (weather permitting of course).
it’s chucked it down all day today which made my bus trip over an hour long rather than a personal best of 25 minutes. you’d think aucklanders would be used to the rain. anyway.
i actually spoke to jane this evening to find out what she’s been up to. this morning she went to look round the local state secondary school, and this afternoon she took the girls to be assessed for swimming lessons. Both passed and Kezia has been assigned to a group. Ether is on a waiting list for her swimming squad. Given the olympic team practice in the pool, we’re hoping for great things.
by the way, i’ve no idea why this mannequin has spare hair stuck all over it. but i was delighted it had. new zealand is surely the bizarre mannequin capital of the world.
jane’s gone off to some lady’s event at church this evening and tomorrow a taxi is coming at 5.30am to take me to the airport for a day at the office in Wellington.
I was originally going to go for a couple of days next week, but decided to go tomorrow to catch one of the team who is about to go on maternity leave. however, i got an email a minute or two ago saying her waters had broke so that’s blown it. Still, i’ve arranged another couple of meetings whilst i’m down there, so all should be good as they say. and as i say too now apparently.
right, that’s me. must get to bed. and sort my bag out to ensure i’ve got not sharps or liquids in there for the plane. wata pavlova.
see ya
dave (over tired and over rambly)