LOCAL NEWS
The political year started on Tuesday with Helen giving a speech about how well they had done and anyone voting for anyone else must be mad. Don Brash then demoted his Social Welfare spokeswoman for not supporting his views on getting people off benefits.
Fog disrupted Wellington Airport for about five days, on and off. Unusual at this time of year, it was chaotic in the lead up to the Sevens tournament.
An MP is to resign after being admitted for alcohol dependence treatment and some drink-driving charges. He's one I've never heard of before.
An article in Time magazine says NZ is being soft on people with child porn. George Hawkins (police minister) seemed to think it was news to him, despite their being given fifty names of offenders in September last year which they've done nothing with.
There was news this week that Australia deports NZ offenders without telling NZ why or what they have done. Nice. So we get these little surprise immigrants that come to NZ and reoffend without anyone keeping an eye on them.
Further rubbing salt into the wound, was news this week that Australian students can take advantage of a loophole to come over to NZ to study and get same treatment as NZers.
Waitangi Day was celebrated yesterday with the usual protests, marches, speeches, and apathy.
The Governor-General has said a few things that refer to the fact that women are not allowed in the front row of services. It sounds like the woman that got into trouble for refusing to move from the front a while back.
I think they found the German, hemlock-drinking, tourists. They were fine and didn't know they were lost. Two Australians crashed into a mountain in a small plane.
There is a cyclone that is hammering the Cook Islands.
Somebody has offended the Council by doing something useful and planting a tree at the top of One Tree Hill which has been treeless for a good few years. Apparently the Council has nearly selected everyone for the committee to decide upon the process for considering what type of tree to plant.
WORLD NEWS
The pope-mounted dwarf was ill this week, but recovered.
No news on an actual winner in the Iraq election.
REAL SPORT
Rory's team played hard but were under the hammer most of the game. The ref was from their team so possibly a bit harder on them than he should be. They had about three goals disallowed, they lost 7-9. It was an exciting game.
SPORT
Mid-week Man Utd beat Arsenal 4-2 at Highbury.
Man Utd beat Birmingham 2-0, Liverpool beat Fulham 3-1, Arsenal beat Villa 3-1.
NZ won the Wellington sevens, third year in a row. They didn't the first couple of years.
The Aussies won the final of the tri-series against the Pakis.
A NZ woman won a professional tournament in NZ, the first time ever I think. Leonie Baker, I think. Not sure if one has ever won a tournament outside NZ either.
MY SAD LIFE
Rory returned to school on Tuesday and went to Rangitoto on a class trip on Wednesday. It felt like the eye of the hurricane waiting for the homework to start arriving. It did on Thursday with something due Friday.
Hannah went to water wise this week. She was sailing in an optimist (so-named because that's what you need to be to get in one) when she capsized. She told us "I capsized my boat in the deep end [of the pacific ocean]". She may be spending too much time in swimming pools. She was unfazed by the experience and got it righted with a little help.
We were told that we had two choices for escorting Hannah to school: a) very early, b) not at all. She finally let Diana come with her this morning.
Gavin is coming right, although is peeling like he has been sunburnt.
Sophie is recovering, also.
We saw Helen on Thursday night.
Koos has been busy interviewing and testing, having a wonderful time. One more week of it then he heads back.
We had a little barbecue with Koos and the usual suspects. A container of glitter got emptied and it was on everybody, it was very pretty, in a non-pretty way. The barbecue did not run out of gas, I didn't get rained on (much), and I used the apron. It was our first barbecue this summer (I fought long and hard, it had to end some time). Hannah was off at a sleepover (there was a boy there, much to her disgust). Rory fooled around with the kids, Thomas was second eldest and there were three girls about 4-5 plus Sasha at nearly 2. He was very good with them.
SIGNS I AM LOSING IT #1
I couldn't find my rubber dog poo on Wednesday. That is probably a sentence you never thought you would see, but it is true. I have problems keeping my cellphone upright for maximum signal strength whilst it is plugged in to power and the earpiece. The power comes in underneath so it can't stand up. The dog poo, being rubber, is quite grippy and comfort-shaped for preventing the phone from falling over. It works quite well, but I shudder to consider the thought processes that led me to try it in the first place. I found it after much searching, and was very relieved.
Well, that about sums it up.
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