Posts by Jackie Clark
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I'm with Paul on this one - and a few others as well. Isn't EMO just a variation of goth of something? I'm never sure, and I don't care. But all young people need to rebel at some stage, to some degree. Oh and the 80's? I love the way I dressed in the 80's. I was in my twenties, and ultra stylish. My crowd never thought we looked ridiculous. Wouldn't wear the stuff now, since leg warmers look a little silly on people d'un certain age, but god, I do miss huge earrings, and leggings, and huge jerseys, and hair bundled on the top of my head...............oh and tops that slip off one shoulder.............
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I, happily, have no idea what anyone is talking about. It is true what they say. Sometimes, ignorance is, indeed, bliss.
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re souvlaki, for souvlaki/Greek food historians - there used to be souvlaki in Auckland many, many years ago. There was a cart in Aotea Square in the mid 80's that did Souvlaki. Many of my fellow students at Auckland University frequented it, when drunk mainly, after things like pubcrawls etc. Otherwise, I think the souvlaki phase died a quiet death up here. It's intensely hard to find decent middle eastern takeaways in Auckland, I have to say. Although apparently Caravanserai does takeaways. Hmm, now there's a thought........
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Might I utilise a highly inane and trite emoticon here? :)
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Very few people respond to others' posts on here, NI, so I wouldn't feel too bad. I used to feel like not only did people not respond to me on the NZ Music forum but that once I had made a comment on a thread, the entire thread would stop. No more discussion. End. Luckily I've lived long enough that disappointment is my friend <sob>.......
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Felix, that was brilliantly told (the nutcracking tale) - and I laughed out loud, sad as it is, and as much as it probably hurt the poor bugger. Thanks for sharing another's pain so eloquently!
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Well obviously, Ben, you live in lovely Wellington which is a very reasonable place. I, however, live in Auckland, which is not a reasonable place, and which consists of four city councils, all with different dog laws.
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These are great stories. I particularly loved Dave's and Islander's. I was a spectacularly accident prone kid, I have to say, but never broke any bones .Swallowed my grandmother's heart pills, you know the sort of thing. But the accident I still bear scars from is the one where I was chasing my brother around our swimming pool. In those days, health and safety was unheard of, and fencing around pools? Don't think so. There was, however, a netty type thing, like a fence, and some lovely slippery tiles around the pool. So there we are, chasing the brother, and of course I slipped over. I cracked my chin open and I vividly remember having a jar under my chin to catch the blood that was strained through a serviette before it got there. Don't ask me, I was eight. So off to hospital we go to get it stitched. The old North Shore Hospital as it happens, on Taharoto Rd. In we go, hop onto the table. I don't remember much except what the doctor said to me. Which was this - " If you do not stop talking, young lady, I will stitch up your tongue". Ah, life before all this governmental interference...............
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take all the unregistered dogs & destroy them (or at the very least desex them). Police the owners who habitually have unregistered dogs. Confiscate all recidivist wandering dogs & fine the owners. destroy the dog if it is unregistered
Enforcement is the key I think. God, my dog is registered, well socialised (with humans and other dogs), lives in the house with a large fenced backyard, is taken every night to a dog offleash exercise park where she runs around with her mates for a good couple of hours.........jesus, I even have a bloody dog owners' licence. I'm not unusual - all of my dog's friends and their owners are the same as me and mine. And yet. And yet dog control persist in showing up in the car park of the dog park, looking to fine people with dogs off the leash who are going from the car to the entry to the park which is about 10-30 feet away. They've even fined people in an area of the park where it is off leash. What the bloody hell are these people doing? Why aren't they picking up all the stray bitey dogs? This really, really riles me up.
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Now she really does think it was the tooth fairy, and how do I tell her!
Well, you don't, obviously. I hate it when adults try to ambush kids' fantastic belief systems. I've taught with people who'll read a book to the kids ( and remember this is 3-5 year olds) and say at the end " Do you think that really happened? It's only pretend, eh?" WTF is that about? Childhood is all too short and the magic lasts for ever such a brief period in their lives - let them believe fabulous things. It's healthy! I vote for more magic in our lives, not less. And by the way, I love that you put a flower in a glass of water - that's so lovely, and so very like the tooth fairy.