Posts by Stephen Judd
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he described mid-80s NZ as being stuck in the 50s of his UK childhood, with the antediluvian BBC puppet show Muffin the Mule ruling the TV ratings. Although the show had been defunct since 1955 and has never aired in NZ, it didn't stop Alexei giving his audience what they wanted to hear.
Dude, he's not exactly accurate about the UK, either. He's a comedian, not an investigative journalist.
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Idiot, why do you persist in this delusional belief that only rich people own shares?
On your own site and here you seem unable to cope with the concept that ordinary people have investments.
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I was asked this month by two separate and equally intelligent persons whether in NZ we called the northern winter months "winter" or "summer".
That's the kind of question a programmer would ask when reviewing a specification document.
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"__The__ widely identified flaw?
What about the fact that the scheme doesn't seem to distinguish between deposit-takers, so that McDodgy's Debenture Hoovermatic can be as secure as Kiwibank for the same premium? Thus distorting the market for investments something terrible? Why would I put my money in a listed company for a mingy dividend and at the risk of capital loss when I can invest in a fat debenture insured by the government?
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Damn.
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Erm, events, mostly insomnia-related, overtook me. But Labour Weekend is coming up. If it comes out any good, I'll hand-deliver.
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Isn't Ferarra in the Dolomites? I would expect that any Ferrara water might have a bit more dissolved magnesium and calcium salts in, but I don't think they're significant for bread baking... I shall ask my dad (who used to teach food science) and report back if there is a difference.
Also, I'm having a crack at the bread this weekend.
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Are you lot aware of ginga.co.nz?
(disclaimer, one of my colleagues is behind it)
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They make me feel all homesick for something.
Turangawaewae.
A few years ago I visited Israel. I remember my Dad pointing out that some area was named after the plain where David fought Goliath. And then we both realised, it WAS the plain where David fought Goliath. I walked through Hezekiah's tunnel, dug through to the spring on Gihon more than 2000 years ago and the adze marks were still visible on the walls. Lots of *duh* moments like that happened during that visit, and they blurred into a sense of being at the end of a long continuum that reached far back.
There are parts of New Zealand I feel very attached to, and some of them feature in family history, but I think that if like most Pakeha you have moved around, and your parents moved around, and you don't have any stories about where you are that go back further than 100 years, you are unanchored in a way that you cannot know until you go somewhere where the thread of connection is long, unbroken and obvious. That is what I feel homesick for when I read these posts.
Of course the price you pay for being anchored in place is not ever leaving nonna-range...