Author: migrant

Painful just reading about it. I have been trying to kick the emotional sporting habit for a few years. Maybe its a good thing England will not be in the next major tournament.

Somewhat late, as the birthday was last week, and the trip was Saturday, to see the Wellington Phoenix play. They are the NZ team that is in the A league, the predominantly Australian professional league.

Joe and his mates enjoyed the game, as did M&D. Reasonable standard, but not premiership. Good crowd participation, especially when the Sydney player was sent off, and the barrage he “enjoyed” walking down the tunnel.

Joe is sporting a present in the photo-a Samoan rugby shirt(number 12-very clever), which he is very pleased with. That and the Phoenix cap he bought at the game, have been hard to tear off his body. Thanks for the shirt.Though how will he listen to me when I remind him it is the cricket season.
Joe has written comments on his own blog.

S&T had quick trip, during which Sara became a cycling convert after riding for 40 minutes on perfectly flat terrain, as opposed to the home terrain.
A photo also of out short term accommodation.

Return of the Master-wow!

In keeping with the wearable art show in Wellington, the school did its own production. Isaac is an octopus.

Your last series is currently showing here, and last night was the episode with the statues in the derelict house. These have to be watched. otherwise they can come after you, and send you into the past. A good episode, well constructed and scary. So much so. three children form 7 to 13 were all in the same bed afterwards for comfort. Thankfully, no visitors to be in night.
The Doctor continues his effects through the generations.

Isaac had his first game of cricket, U8, for the Onslow Bankots.
He was th only one in white kit, as all “hand me downs” from his brother.
He was greeted by freezing weather, 9C, and southerly wind. One lad had to be taken off as he had gone blue with the cold.
Isaac was under the impression he was the best bowler, though hard to come to that conclusion, with him spraying the ball about.
He scored 4 runs, being run out, apparently not really grasping the rules as yet.

The team won, so he was happy.

Joe also started the season though did not see much action. The opposition were bowled out quickly and so did not have the chance to turn his arm over, and he did not succeed with the bat. An emphatic team win, in no way attributable to the tactics of the coach.

As you may be aware I have been doing a photography course this year-pushing myself along.
It is end of semester time and so work has to be handed in. Here is my documentary project, for those interested. This is the format I will be handing in, which just happens to be convenient.
I had to do another project, which I printed out. I will convert to web format and put that up in due course.

Well, we lost, but I enjoyed the game. The sun still shines, and boy did it today. About time too. So, the BBQ was out and we went for a walk on the southern walkway, and stopped off at an old haunt for beer, raspberry and lemonade and chips. A fine day, and the gardening can await the dawn of tomorrow.

Hello darlings! We have been to the opera again to stimulate our artistic bones. this time (as we are regulars) it was Turandot . The story is beautiful and magnetic princess has suitors answer riddles, if correct they win her, if not they win a meeting with the executioner. A prince comes along, is bewitched by her, and gets the riddles right, but in order to win her over, gives her the chance to escape the pact, if she finds his true identity. She does this by torture, and keeping the city awake overnight, nessun dorma ,to find the answer.

It was a great evening, the production, set was so well done. The music was good, much better in action, than listening to a CD. I like the rest of the audience loved that football anthem.
A very worthwhile trip, even with my student discount, and expensive one.
The audience were not young, I suppose a consequence of the cost.

I am looking forward to the next chance to further my operatic education.
Bye for now lovies.