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A dispatch from Collingwood, NW Nelson. Everything (houses, cafes) is still for sale here, as they are every summer. It is a wonderful spot but people still are captivated by its summer glories, buy up locally, then move on once they have experienced a winter or two of 8 weeks of rain.
We are staying again in the old Masters House on Beach Road (we are usually a few houses along) and it retains its quaint charms--a bit like sleeping over at the museum. The sea is like warm tea (not sure what warm coffee would be like)
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...snakebit puncture .... nail out of the tyre
Nitpick: that wasn't a snakebite; a snakebite puncture is when you hit something hard enough with tyre pressure low enough that the rim "grounds out" as the tyre herniates slightly to each side, so you get two small parallel cuts in the tube. These look like your tyre's been fanged, hence the name.
I hear you, though. Cycling around through to Oriental Bay and along the waterfront last night was glorious. One of my friends rode home from Upper Hutt to Hataitai, it was so good.
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Thanks for the link Russell. I've gone and posted something full of bloody typos again..proofing ain't a personal strength as many album covers will attest.
Must.edit.
I was sad to see Magazzino gone. It always an early port of call on any trip to AK, if only to see what local folks are doing. And I was mightily impressed with Pilot, the first edition of which hit the shelves before Xmas. Andy Pickering, a happy refugee from (and co-founder of) Remix has provided one of those moments of brilliance I mentioned.
Strangely Normal are unique, and I love'em. I went in on XMAS eve and found a jacket I liked for an impending trip to an American winter. I went back on the 29th to buy it and Michael said it wasn't a perfect fit. He called the next day and I went in. Both he and Claire said it needed to be adjusted more. They then went to the workroom on NYE, made me a brand new jacket and delivered it on the evening of Jan 1. Point me in the direction of an uppity Italian chain that will do that.....
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Simon, I wish I was that organised with Michael and Claire. We're still working on making a suit jacket that I ordered about a year ago. I may ask them to pretend I'm you and behave accordingly.
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Strangely Normal are unique, and I love 'em.
Ditto. They've done me a couple of shirts for the TV show and hopefully there'll be more (yes, there's a wee bit of waiting going on).
It was only this Christmas (crazy pre-Xmas Swanndri sale) that I officially retired the Strangely Normal winter jacket I must have been wearing for eight or nine years.
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Just back from 10 days in Rotorua. And can I just say one of the things that I had dread about returning was to have to catch up with all the postings here. Ne'er mind. Anyway, I went with some of my family to a couple of houses on Lake Rotorua (check out Ngonotaha next time you're down there, it's a pretty little place). Weather was fantastic, the Lake was gorgeous to look at and swim in (but very shallow on the side we were staying.), and I took a lot of books to read. Heaven. Word to the wise, however. Do not return to Auckland via SH2. It's like driving down very wide country (metal ie) road at the moment. Bloody stupid.
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I'm about to fly up to Christchurch. Then tomorrow morning, I'll be flying from there to...you'll have to wait for the next exciting episode of "What Grant did on his holidays"...
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I vote that the plane takes you to Gore. Maybe Balclutha.
I mean, if you're going to be smug about your big trip and what you're going to see, that's what you deserve, surely.
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Avondale is as good as a holiday sometimes. I feel bound to clarify that my own persistent unavailability has contributed to my jacketlessness, and that I was perhaps seeking a more ruthless approach from my supplier to ensure focus.
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I've driven several 1000k over the last wee while,& although the festive season was really good in parts (paticularly at Oamaru & the awesome limestone country just south of Waimate) there were sadnesses and gaps, and it was good to get back to the beach. But there were still things missing...
One of those has just arrived: envy me! I have 2 kilo of Totara lowland cherries & I'm devouring them!
(Hey, I'd share if you were here...)
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Consider yrself envied. I remember scoffing awesome huge cherries from Seddon many years ago. Concentrated sunshine..
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One of those has just arrived: envy me! I have 2 kilo of Totara lowland cherries & I'm devouring them!
Oh, how cruel!
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Dear Jackie
(smiling a dreamy entirely non-enigmatic cheery cherry smile)
it was meant with lurrrve- -
well, I shall have my cherries soon, islander - coming down to Lake Hawea for Waitangi weekend so I am sure that on the way from Dunedin, we will go through cherry country. Will we?
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My mum and I went halves on a kilo of hugely expensive Otago cherries just before Christmas. Worth every penny.
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Yes Jackie - and much other luscious stonefruit as well-
Danielle - the price is now between $8 & $11 a kilo, depending on variety, at roadside or orchard.One of the geat pleasures of summer.
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they're $9.99 a kilo at my local shop, Danielle (used to be called Green Rebel - down the bottom of Landscape rd) - and they are yummmy.
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Not the same sort, though, I'll bet..
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My mum and I went halves on a kilo of hugely expensive Otago cherries just before Christmas. Worth every penny
They were one of the joys of my trip back to NZ at Xmas. Now I need to find an excuse to come back during Bluff season....
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...and yesterday it was onwards to...Sydney ! Mucked around at my brother's place in the morning, had a quick nosey around town in the afternoon, then met up with some mates at a pub in Newtown, hammered the Cooper's Ale into the evening.
Today I trundled around the music shops, bought a couple of Sonic Youth and James Brown cds at a JB. But the real bonanza was at the Virgin store inside Myers on George St. There was a big table full of $5 cds.
Most of it was crap, but I scored stuff by Ornette Coleman, The Wickerman soundtrack (the classic original, not the crap recent remake), Augustus Pablo's King Tubby's Meet's Rockers...and a bunch of other stuff that would've cost me a bundle a Redeye, etc.Tomorrow I'm off to the All Tomorrow's Parties music festival on Cockatoo Island: Nick Cave, Spiritualized, Harmonia, Silver Apples, The Saints (orig. line-up), and loads of other cult faves.
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So, what sort of an idiot do you have to be to dress your three-year-old in his best and newest shirt and then let him eat dark red cherries?
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So, what sort of an idiot do you have to be to dress your three-year-old in his best and newest shirt and then let him eat dark red cherries?
ahhh, that fashion mused kicked in again - "hey that shirt is way too new, way too 'nice', way to conformist - let's irregularly stain the shirt!"
Which is my weird way of saying don't panic and stain the rest of the shirt in dark red cherries. Lemons and lemonade and all that.
See India Flint for observations on staining with natural dyes.
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So, what sort of an idiot do you have to be to dress your three-year-old in his best and newest shirt and then let him eat dark red cherries?
That's no idiot. That is someone who knows that clothes do not maketh the man. :)
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They were one of the joys of my trip back to NZ at Xmas. Now I need to find an excuse to come back during Bluff season....
....and when you find the excuse, 1/2 way down Dominion Rd will give you a fine selection for dining. The only booking that would be required would be Merediths but worth it I hear and after that, good cheap authentic cuisine and little shops with authentic ingredients.But you knew that eh?
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Judd, Stephen, reporting. Fellow PAS commenter harvestbird and I, accompanied by our respective partners, had lunch at la Casa Tiso yesterday, in the heart of cosmopolitan Berhampore.
Our consensus was that we can finally reveal that Giovanni is in fact John Teesdale, formerly of Te Awamutu, backed by a writing team comprising a surprisingly large number of PAS regulars. Thank you to all those who contributed - you know who you are. (For the record John does have a creditable grasp of Italian and can quote large stretches of Dante from memory.)
Kind hosts provided a sumptuous repast including pizza, pasta and pannacotta, a menu at once alliterative and evocative of the long-running gag that is the Giovanni Tiso persona. Table talk ranged over the restrictions of a Te Awamutu education (your choices: liking rubgy, or league!), the width of the main drag in Invercargill (delusions of grandeur, or designed to allow a bullock train to turn?) and home birth (eminently sensible, except when it's not).
Eventually we forced ourselves to leave so that Saturday's errands could be completed. It could be that we'll reprise the Tiso gag in the future, if we feel inclined.
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