Posts by Jackie Clark
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Busytown: Sons for the Return Home, in reply to
I hadn't thought of that, Simon, and you are so right. My dad, too, travelled widely for weeks at a time, and came back from exotic places. Not so much with tales of adventures, because he spent most of his time on business, but with stories of people he had met, many of whom I later got to meet. I was never curious to go elsewhere, really - like Islander, my roots here are deep and I could never imagine living anywhere else - and then I lived in Europe for 4 years. It was fantastic. I had an interesting time, met lots of interesting people. I was never homesick, never socialised with many Kiwis while over there, but came home having known inexorably always where I belonged. I was single, and jobless, and moneyless, and life took up where it left off. Mind, I had come home in the middle of it all, so there weren't any surprises. And it was the end of 1990, so not many changes had occurred, either architecturally or culturally, in those years, that I remember anyway. Instead I met my now husband, and that was that. (And I'm afraid I was one of those people, who as soon as the plane hit the tarmac at Auckland airport, I was ready to kiss the ground.) I think Chris makes a good point, too, that most migrants home have a resettling period of sorting out the reasons why they are back, why they left, the good things about "over there" and the bad things here.
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I recieved my tickets today - I have to say if you have to pop your Late at the Museum cherry, this is the one to do it with,
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Busytown: Sons for the Return Home, in reply to
I love hearing stories from people returned, but I do acknowledge that NZers (are we alone? I don't know) get all funny about that stuff. "Don't tell me about your fabulous life over there. You're over here, now. Get with the programme."
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Busytown: Sons for the Return Home, in reply to
Somehow, I don't think that'll be a problem......
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Oh, Jolisa. You make me cry, you do. I cry for you because I know now who it is you left when you went first to the great beyond, and he isn’t here, or there, even. He’s with you wherever you go. Always. Always. Always.
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Not being a rugby fan, but enjoying you all talking about it, I lay in bed last night where I could hear, very clearly, the roars from the crowd at Eden Park. It sounded like a magic, magic game, and I was very pleased for the Irish fans, and suitably cackly about the Australians' defeat.
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Field Theory: Straight for the throat, in reply to
Ah, Auckland City Parking. I go for it every time over Wilson's.
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Hard News: LATE OCTOBER: Life in the…, in reply to
Wise, wise words my darling. We are all, at some stage of our life's work, the ones peering in from the outside, aren't we?
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Hard News: LATE OCTOBER: Life in the…, in reply to
Yes, Tony, I had to try 4 times before I had any success. And I'm on Google Chrome.
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Fantastic. Tickets purchased.