Haven't really seen much news this week, not sure if anything interesting actually happened.
LOCAL NEWS
The bloody handbag thing has gone out of control. After Tana slapped Chris Masoe with it, we've had photos of the All Blacks doing the haka with handbags, etc. Then, the actual handbag, which cellphone inside (which broke in the incident) went on trademe and sold for $22,000. It defies belief.
Queens Birthday honours this week, Tana Umaga got something for his services to local handbag manufacturers. I cannot see why people who are well paid and want to play for their country need some meaningless gong as well.
The Greens have appointed a new co-leader. Not sure about this co-leader thing, it just reeks of smarmy wetness. They need a backbone. I don't see why they can't elect a dictator for their party.
A dog sniffed a fence at a tennis court and died. The insulation for the floodlights had cracked and the fence was live. Very lucky a person didn't find out about it the hard way. Shame about the dog, it was a very cute samoyed.
WORLD NEWS
Timor is still a mess.
Canada have caught some bomb construction people, good for them.
REAL SPORT
Hannah's school soccer team played Waiheke on Thursday. I came along and refereed. It was pretty much one-way traffic, Ponsonby won 8-0, Hannah scored one of the goals.
Well, on Saturday the girls had a chance to win their first game of the season. They started well but conceded a very unlucky goal very much against the run of play. Hannah smacked a speculative shot at the goal which I thought would go way over the crossbar, but it bounced off and back into the field of play. They finally equalised before half time and then conceded a second goal just before half time when they didn't get the ball away quickly enough. In the second half they continued to hammer the opposition but because they were spending so much time at that end of the field the whole of the opposition team were there defending. Finally, Hannah took another corner, Greta passed it back to Hannah and Hannah slammed it at the goal from outside the edge of the penalty area. Georgia followed the ball into the goal, and although she was the last person to touch it I think Hannah deserved the credit it. It was a heck of a shot, although Georgia did keep the defenders from getting near it. Hannah has been playing very good soccer lately. That was the last act of the game, and they have yet another draw and no win.
I think we have something like five water polo games next weekend between the two kids.
SPORT
The World Cup starts this week. Nothing else matters.
The All Whites drew 1-1 with Estonia, then played Brazil this morning and lost 0-4 in Switzerland. Could have been a lot worse.
Ireland are here for one or two rugby tests. Not sure anyone cares.
MY SAD LIFE
I did 60 lengths non-stop in the pool on Wednesday, which is 1500m. I was quite pleased with myself. We had our last swim at the pool with Paul on Thursday night, unless he comes over once a week when he has dinner with his parents. No pressure, really.
Well, Paul moved in to his house on Saturday. It is about four times the area of his apartment, but he is running out of room. Rory helped most of the day but the rest of us came over after soccer. There were about ten people so it wasn't too hard. We assembled some furniture but a lot of it is not required. There are so many cupboards and wardrobes, there is even a cupboard above the stairs down to the garage. I am sure some of the cupboards have cupboards. Paul uses a lump of wood about 4 metres long for his desk, I hid it in a wardrobe. There are two bedrooms that are still utterly empty.
On the first of June it was the tenth anniversary of us moving into our current house. At the time, Rory was nearly four, Hannah was only just walking, the camelias were flowering, and we still had our cat Trouble. That seems like a very different life to now. It was before DVDs, the Wiggles were cool, we didn't know what water polo was, primary school kids were big and scary, and our grocery bill was considerably smaller.
Hannah had a school social on Thursday night. She managed to find a compromise outfit that the morality police accepted.
Rory has homework for Science. He has to make posters about Carbon and Mercury. Carbon is pretty cool. Look up Buckminster Fullerene sometime, it is a way cool molecule (C60, can't do subscript in emails, looks like a one hour cassette).
Diana has been working fewer full days this week. My week was busy but not quite as bad as the week before. Despite working less, she seems to be having some moments, like putting the brown sugar in the laundry. Mind you, I did pour orange juice in my coffee (and we don't mention the milk cubes, okay).
YOU HAVE A WIFE??? PART 2
You may recall that when I was in San Francisco last year with Paul we surprised a gay couple when I mentioned I never buy clothing without my wife present. Well…...
When Tony and Marion went to sign the sale documents for transferring the title to Paul for their house, they noticed that the purchaser of the house was the Paul (etc) Grant Trust. They also noticed another name on the document (Robert George Clarke). This got them going, wondering if that was me (it was, and is). They then decided that I was buying the house with Paul and running off to play house with him. They asked Ross and Kath what my middle name was, and that of course really got them going. In case anyone is wondering, I am the independent trustee of his trust. Nothing more. Okay?
RANDOM ACTS OF POSTAGE - PART 3
I think we have created a monster. This week:
Heidi received her minties. Jack and Claudi took them back to Stuttgart with them, and posted them from there so she got them quite quickly and from an unexpected direction.
I received an odd package on Wednesday. A large box, no return address, with a modern, American style, military helmet inside. It has me completely stumped. I have no idea where it came from or why, but I am guessing that someone out there, one of the people who actually reads this email (which I am thinking limits it to about four people) must have done it. I cannot see why it would have happened otherwise. Can someone confess, please?
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