The Prologue

And so it begins.

Well, not yet, technically since I am still in mighty Karori. Nonetheless, many of the more effective obstacles have been overcome:

• (Main) job is complete, and I have answered the difficult questions that come at so many end-of-employ periods: Who in the office would you turn gay for? Who's the best looker in the office? That girl you talk to - do you fancy her? Answers below...
  
• One of the other jobs is in hiatus.
  
• The last will occupy much time over the next few days. Much time.
• Most tickets and visas are in my possession.

So, over the next few days I shall be equipping my wardrobe for the latest must-have possessions for an English autumn (involving mostly rain gear, I guess) as well as an All Blacks shirt for use to say "No, I'm not English, don't be fooled by the accent, haircut, attitude, appearance, whinging, toilet humour, etc etc..." I was once described by a Dutch acquaintaince as "the most English person I've ever met". One day I'll decide if that's a compliment.

Additionally we have the Phoenix, Wellington's professional "Soccer" team. I don't really mind the term 'soccer', even though I prefer 'football'. When in Rome... etc. Anyway the Phoenix are going to be just fine this season and I'm proud to have been to their very first game. Ricki Herbert is a fine coach and some of the players very exciting. I'll not say anything too much more for fear of Michael Ferrante's lawyers.

Presumably one never uses real names of associates on here. I shall attempt to adhere to this. Obviously, you will know who you are. Heh.

However, it is 9am, I'm not especially hungover (after a stunning dinner from the landlady with assorted unnamed friends) and I have a mountain of work to get through for people that I really don't want to let down. It would be good to put a review of the Phoenix game here later, unless the Ferrante family gets wind of this.

(Actually it is nothing personal about Ferrante, just that in the first game he gave possession away too easily for my liking, although at least he went looking for it unlike Mr Christie. Great. Now that's two sets of lawyers after me. Just wait until I get started on Kleberson)

Jim

Answers to questions:
1. 'Would'? You mean 'have'?
2. "Why you of course , my dear"
3. "Duh. It's a girl and I'm talking to her. Why else would one talk to a girl?" This is said ironically, fem-fans.