Archive for the ‘Wellington events’ Category

Ironing listening to Lawrence Arabia on a Sunday night. I haven’t been in the most people-friendly mood this weekend. It happens sometimes. I have been decidedly off colour. I’m hoping it’s just the clutches of winter getting the better of me. I will write a things to do list that will navigate me out of this […]

I never liked roller coasters. I still don’t. I doubt I will ride one ever again. Not a real one. I like the way they look, though. Especially the rickety wooden ones. Especially the broken ones in underloved old amusement parks — too much trouble to dismantle, too much trouble to repair. There’s something so forlornly gorgeous […]

42 minutes of the weekend remaining. I have been having what I like to call a winter holiday at home. This involves behaving like you don’t live where you live, wandering vaguely through usually familiar places, spending more, ordering cocktails in bars where you’d usually go for your usual and then proceeding to do the crossword, nonchalantly, like you’re […]

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There is something so cathartic about listening to old school PJ Harvey very very loud. And something so rebellious about staying up way past a sensible school night bedtime (usually my weekday be-in-bed-reading curfew is midnight, but it just comes around so darned quick). Although Thursday night is unofficially the weekend. So I’m really only just getting […]

This weekend I had a playdate with my Dad, Tones. He came to Wellington for 24 hours and we had a pretty intense schedule to stick to. We picked him up from the airport at 9.30 on Saturday morning, went to Nikau for breakfast, then to Diary of a Times Square Thief at the City Gallery […]