Are you still here

I should probably close this sometime, but I like to have it here and it is a good place to put some of the odd things around.
And, let's face it, you would not want to miss out on these images now, would you?

Cold

I leave Wellington looking beautiful and sunny. On my return, it is winter. We'll still have some sunny weather over the next weeks, but it is clear that the cold days are here for a while. Maybe I am oversensitive because of my recent excursions, but maybe not.

Nottingham Forest got promoted. This is a big deal. It has been a long time since our last promotion and there were 2 humiliating relegations in the meantime. Back into the Championship (one division below the Premier League) where we will play, among others, Derby County. They have been relegated from the top flight, breaking many records for awfulness. Sadly they left one untouched - biggest home defeat: currently held by Forest themselves in one of Ron Atkinson's more wretched moments.

Hot

This is a hot place. I mean this in the very best of ways. I'm ignoring Dr David's advice by even writing this but I feel sufficiently confident, satisfied and (frankly) smug about this that I feel honour-bound to end your week in a green fug of envy. Tell your friends so they can join you as you wallow in a pit of jealousy.

I should put this in perspective: you'd have to like the heat, the sun, the cocktails, the beaches, the occasional glorious downpour, the monkeys climbing telephone wires, the bizarre fruit, the empty, golden beaches, the chorus of frogs (sounding better than Paul frakking McCartney too) and the colourful and friendly birds ( you know what I mean). If not, then this isn't for you.

Saying that, it isn't all love and joy (despite Liverpool getting theirs from the fractionally-less-unlikeable Chelsea). While the Skins (the 11-a-side team for which I play) winning again is a good thing, I read the match report as a fairly clear indictment of my contribution. The match report suggests - in no uncertain terms - that, apart from a lack of pace, inaccurate finishing and panicking in front of goal, I am a valued member. Presumably in terms of reaching 11 players. Gits the lot of them. And there is a better word than 'git'. Nottingham Forest are also perpetuating the misery as long as possible too. It is inevitable that we won't get promoted - we don't deserve it. But come final day, if Doncaster drop points then we have a chance to go up. If not then it is the horror of play-offs again. Where we will lose. Probably to Leed, a club so distasteful I might actually prefer them to lose to Liverpool.


So, I raise a glass to sleep and holidays. I'll need more of one and can't afford the other. Cheers!

OMG

Has it really been 2 weeks!?!?!

Today is ANZAC day here. It is thankfully still taken in a solemn and serious manner generally, with a dishonourable exception for Whitcoulls (WH Smith for NZ) who sent out a decent email with "PS Don't forget our Jodi Picoult competition". Poor show and poor taste to you!

I fly out tonight for my week on a beach with good company. I intend to identify my preferred cocktails even if I have to try all of them. Dedicated like that, me. I have been so busy that I don't even know if I have swimming trunks or the like.

My bulk purchase of Mini Eggs is running a little low. As evidenced at the Karaoke the other night, I will not be able to sing for my supper so I have to keep working. Brings me back to a point from an earlier post: the storm has come. It was a metaphorical storm, rather than a meteorological one. Work has simply come alive. Presumably public pronouncements on such things are not really my thing, but suffice to say I'm enjoying it again, despite the quantity.

Quickie

It has been all work, work, work, apart from football, football, football, so not done much for the blog lately. However, I am off to Langkawi in Malaysia in 2 weeks and will hopefully have something to tell from there, even if it is only "weather good, book good, cocktail good, ahhhhhhhhhh". If you desperately need a fix of my doggerel, I am occasionally contributing to Marist Skins. Not a great start to our football season, but it is a marathon, not a sprint, cliché-lovers. Not for me, obv, mine's more of a wheezing shuffle...

Welly

Another crazy clouds day. I didn't get the colours across these picture the same, but I think they came out well... This is such a great location

Admirable Nelson

Visiting folks in different places gives a whole different perspective. Especially when their domestic arrangements are so different from one's own. But it can be so good, especially when the weather helps out.

Admittedly we didn't go salmon fishing at the farm because it started to spit with rain and I didn't want to be the one holding everyone up there. I think another time I'll give it a go: it is a pond at a salmon farm that is stocked with appropriately-sized fish and you are given rod, line and bait. Anything you catch, you buy. Nothing thrown back here. I can see this model being huge with Japanese tourists.

It is at a wee area with a petting zoo and eel feeding area. These are creepy-looking water dragons and no mistake.

The llama was especially keen on having its photo taken (I didn't enquire as to the gender, respecting its privacy)


The next day we went to Rabbit Island. Nice if you like that sort of thing. I do.





I'll have to go back, assuming Nessy and G will permit. Heh.