Posts by Hebe
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Capture: Great Southern Land, in reply to Rob Stowell,
some of the *boys* decided it was 'hug-day' and they didn't want to get boy-germs :)
No fear of that in our 'hood. I sometimes wonder if the pair will end up living together in an island castle all their lives: they just don't have a strong need for others.
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Capture: Great Southern Land, in reply to JacksonP,
Anyhoo, what was that about our own thread? ;-)
Double happy?
Ours are really happy too; the dreaded year 10 has arrived and they are, at least to the family, lovely (not saintly). Mostly. Well sometimes they aren't; but not seriously unlovely if YKWIM.
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Capture: Great Southern Land, in reply to Rob Stowell,
I know another pair of identicals from this side of town whose birthday is March 5....
Hope 'your' birthday was great Rob. 15 snuck up on me: in some ways I feel the huge, sometimes overwhelming, demands have lifted. Wonderful hashtag....can we have own thread now? -
Capture: Great Southern Land, in reply to JacksonP,
Really! What day? Ours were15 on Wednesday. We gave them a surfboard each, took the afternoon off school and went to the beach to play; then Cassels Tannery (Coolston! heh) for a big family dinner. Great day; to see what were 1kg scraps now healthy intelligent goodlooking and very cool young men (I'm a wee bit biased) wading off into the surf together made me feel ... a big feeling.
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Capture: Great Southern Land, in reply to Ian Dalziel,
Here the good burghers of Chchch drag their meagre offerings from their low hovels
Will the burghers have burgers? Or kebabettes?
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Sorry to have missed you Jackson and PASers; next time the gathering will go to the top of my to-do list. I was excited to see your first photos, thinking 'there IS some beauty here", then realised they were of Nelson. No matter, it's a brief trip to the past that happens sometimes after the world's turned day-glo. I sometimes subconsciously expect to find what was there when I turn a corner/ go on an errand then am surprised when it's all changed.
I took my visiting mother and her partner to town for a quick, considered tour on Tuesday; the first time she has seen the CBD since February 2011. She spent much of her life in Christchurch. The empty spaces seen from outside Alice's stunned her, especially when we realised we could see the old Post Office in the Square down at the end of High Street. She found the idea of seeing the square too upsetting so I showed her the weeds in Chancery Lane though the wire, which I find surreal. Then thank God for the Dance-o-mat then Ballantyne's, her true spiritual home, to end on an up note. It was odd in that parts of the landscape I take totally for granted were shocking to her. (She was about to go to town when the Feb 22 shake happened, having been delayed half an hour. Lucky.)
I'm impatient to get snapping again after five weeks of vicious summer flu, the parental visit, and teenage twins' birthday this week, so Jackson, Lilith, Gudrun, you're all inspiring me with your work ( and the Summer series too Nora and Sofie and Jos). It's been great to have PAS to visit -- isn't the internet wonderful!
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Capture: Two Tales of a City, in reply to Kumara Republic,
Good. Note that it is a Christchurch City Council decision, not a mayoral statement. I am interested in the rating base being down $1.5 billion; a huge hit that will be ongoing for at least a decade or two. The 15 per cent figure for the dividends from council assets is on the low side -- that must be the post-earthquake figure, another finanacial hit.
What I don't understand is the insistence on big projects. Why can't they start smaller and incrementally increase in size? Even the cycleways: $70m for a dozen or so cycleways, all leading to a useless city centre when what is needed is a web rather than the old-style radial transport system. We now move around the CBD rather than through it, from suburb to suburb rather than suburb to town. Old thinking; the powers-that-be have not wrapped their heads around a fundamental change in the way people live here. The city is becoming a series of suburbs, stringing out to Rolleston, Dunsandel and Lincoln in the west to Rangiora in the north. City-centric is gone.
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Up Front: Twenty-Two Two, Two, in reply to Lilith __,
Good call. Apparently "hundreds" rather than thousands at the Latimer Square memorial. It seems most people are taking a few quiet moments then on with life. Tonight we'll cosy up with the woodburner, good roast chicken, new spuds and cavolo nero from the garden, the last of the paddock full of garlic the boys and I grew in 2011; maybe a DVD from Alice's, and family. And I probably won't be able to resist the quake doco "Where the faults lie".
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Up Front: Twenty-Two Two, Two, in reply to Lilith __,
Me too (in a squeaky voice). Just been to my riverbank and strewed a few flowers from the garden. That's it. Done.
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A small measure of progress I found this morning: there are no road cones in my street outside the house to decorate with flowers; only new channel and kerb and tarseal in these two blocks. Every other road cone I saw on the way to the city and back has been decorated. Nice.