Posts by Kim Wilson
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Very best wishes to you and Rebecca, Damian.
Having moved to on the edge of nowhere from Auckland, I'm constantly delighted at the birds round home - I felt very fortunate to have spotted a ruru whilst heading up the drive one evening. I've not spotted any tui, but there are bucketloads of bellbirds and fantails around. Magic. I'd like to spread my vote around all of the birds.
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Yay for some Up Frontage.
Glad all appears to be working OK, Emma.
I went to a high school reunion several years ago and I think my main motivation was to see if I'd still think the hot guys were hot and the people I thought were ick were ick adults.
I was surprised (pleasantly, in the first instance) to discover that, in some respects, some people haven't changed.
I'd probably go to another one to be nosy again.
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All the very best Emma.
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I'm one of those who go crazy over finding nudibranchs - that's a very choice photo! Awesome pics, great blog and welcome back (unofficially, of course).
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My brother and his wife got married on Valentine's Day - I have a funny feeling it was a way of trying to ensure that my brother wouldn't forget the date of their wedding anniversary...
Best/most romantic thing that ever happened to me on Valentine's Day was being given a slingshot.
Oh, and, Colin Firth.
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Giovanni - thank you so much for sharing your trip. It's been a fabulous read.
Safe return.
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I got my first tattoo over 20 years ago now - looking back, it was for all the wrong reasons (to wind up my mum, to be 'cool', etc) but now see it as, similar to a previous poster, a connection to the then me - I don't feel any regret over any, including the early ones. I got one each birthday for a few years after my 21st. Then had a break of a few years and let ideas build up in my head and started going a bit crazy on it again about ten years ago. I lost count when we passed the 40 hour mark, and I'm going to miss Paul at Artrageous when I move from Auckland in a couple of weeks.
None of them are visible at work (apart from the white stuff which is all but invisible on the underside of my right forearm), and the only people who know the full extent of my ink are the few who have seen me sans clothing. I found the most painful spots were ribs, underside of upper arms and instep of feet. Comparatively, other places were a doddle. I have always shied away from getting anything inked on my front simply because of the effects of gravity; what I've got, I know it's there, even if some if it needs a couple of mirrors and contortionist poses for me to view it.
Definitely no drinking (or other) prior to being tattooed (learnt that the hard way). Definitely addictive. I'm slowly filling the blank spaces...
I like your new ink Emma!
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So sorry to hear/read about Tonka. Your post made my eyes leak.
I highly recommend leaving the vac'ing; I had to make The Decision regarding holidaying flatmates' cat several weeks ago after he took a turn for the worse one night. I've only just sucked up his hair from the sofa where we watched telly together and I found it definitely helped not tidying him and his stuff away immediately.
Nice pics Damian, he certainly looks well loved.
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One advantage I've noticed in being a computer using lefty is that mice/mouses are (generally) on the right hand side, leaving my writing hand free to do the writing thing.
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I had an uncomfortable bit of a while when meeting my partner's nephews for the first time. They all address their grandparents and other adults by their first names. It took a bit of getting used to.
In my family, everyone has always had a title (when quite small, for some reason, I couldn't even deal with calling an older rarely seen second cousin by his first name so he became Uncle Stan) - and I was always of the understanding that it was to show respect.
As a result of the minor upset, I came to the conclusion that respect is so much more than title related (so far as families go, in any event; not sure how I'd get on calling a Judge by his or her first name in a formal situation). To me, it's more something shown or how something is said rather than some appendage to a name.
After all, the only name I really 'own' is Kim. (Wilson is my father's surname.)