Sunday, 31 August 2008

Can you believe it, it's true, the end of Winter is officially here. Only one day left till Spring comes screeching around the corner and I get the feeling the general public are running, cycling, walking, lazing and absorbing the energy from the anticipation that is consuming this stunningly beautiful day. Please, drag us out of the gloop that has been the wettest season in my aging memory, and plonk us fair and square in the middle of another scorching Summer. Just in case, make the most of today....

Wednesday, 27 August 2008

Rawene, Northland, New Zealand.

Thursday, 21 August 2008

I don't know what the hell has been happening. With an extremely dry Summer season, the tides have turned dramatically to one of the wettest Winters in a long, long, long time. Nine days till Spring and hoping for a change, desperatly, from this hopeless mess of mud, puddles and slop!

All is not lost however as I turn to the seemingly one and only ray of glory shedding its path through the crap at the moment. To turn on the tele last night and see New Zealander Tom Ashley standing on the pinnacle of the boardsailing hierachy. Proudly standing toward the Kiwi flag being hoisted in the Olympic games and God Defend NZ thundering across the crowd, gold medal slung around his neck, what a supremly heart felt moment. The white letters etched into the pure black singlet, a moment to be truly proud to be Kiwi. Thanks to all our Kiwi athletes who have shone their winning spirit across our fair land and making our current grey, gloomy days worth while. CHEERS!!!

Now playing: Bryan Ferry - Don't Stop the Dance

Wednesday, 20 August 2008

The Archive from Sean Dunne.
Some things are just way to precious to throw away. Anyone got a spare 3 million smackers??? Anyone??? :o)

Now playing: Fairfield Parlour - From Home To Home - 01 - Aries (1970)

Wednesday, 13 August 2008

Ooooooooohhhh. This is exactly how I feel. Like a bunch of stuff is swishing around in my head. Was it too much drink over the weekend, the sunny Sunday that sucked you in by thinking it was warm so you wore summery atire, or is it that time of year when the dirty, dodgy lurgy creeps around a dark corner and bashes you over the head and makes you realise that good only comes with bad! My eyeballs feel sunken and sore, my muscles have a dull ache and the stuff that comes up when I cough makes me want to gag! Oh how hard it is to remember what normal feels like when days like this come around. Poor me!!!! ;o)